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!
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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!