Among the most important tools to me as a writer are my hands. One of those hands was dang near ruined in a flag football game yesterday. Lets forget for a moment that my skills have eroded to the point where I am a below average baller. Lets also forget that I am old and lazy and preoccupied with Shadowrun. The injury wasn’t because of any of that. The person whose flag I grabbed was wearing shorts with pockets and my finger wound up in a pocket and finally in a brace. I cannot say how long I will be in this state, but it has curtailed my ability to write to the extreme.
I am trying to cope, but as I began, The hands are very important to my livelihood, and with drafts due, this is going to be a bit tougher of a writing holiday than I thought.