Although it was mucho fun writing most of Dead Suite and all of Drop Dead Beauty using mostly my right hand, on Tuesday I had surgery on my left shoulder and am now typing with two hands!
I never thought much about my shoulder until it became extremely owchie last July. Many x-rays, MRI's, doctor visits and sleepless nights later, the problem is fixed. At least it will be, after months of physio. However, I'm back to 80 words-a-minute and, with the help of my beloved ice-pack, I'm writing with BOTH hands.
To celebrate, here is an Ode to My Ice-Pack. You're welcome:
Tis the gentle coolness of thy touch
That makes me sigh with relief
That thou relieves my shoulder of its pain
With numbness I desire much
Although evil physio causes hurtiness
Your lovely freezing doth help my gain.
There's reason I'm a novelist and not a poet!
Now I return you to your regular day while I go about writing my next book. Hope you're feeling poetic today too!