So I've had a lesson in patience lately. There I was busily hitting my tight deadline on my work-in-progress, working flat out at the day job and my wrists and arms said enough is enough and promptly went into overdrive - pain, pins and needles, and all the RSI symptoms you could want. Cue sound of screeching braking as everything came to a halt. I've done everything I can to stop this happening to me again - even to the point of relearning how to touch type on the Dvorak keyboard layout which is so much more wrist friendly than QWERTY - and yet here I was again unable to do anything and reduced to looking sadly at my knitting and laptop.
With all this fabulous technology at our fingertips, however, I thought I'd have another go at dictation software but when the system decided that my 'isn't it obvious' would be better typed as 'Disney or penis' (and let's be honest, those two words don't even belong in the same sentence), I gave up with that too. Enforced distance from my writing, right when I only had a handful of chapters to go on the wip. Hmmmm.
Being forced now to 'enjoy the journey' I've been tinkering with a few things and, after a fantastic brainstorming session with my creative son, realised I'd gone in completely the wrong direction on the wip and made it much weaker. So, handily, I currently have the headspace to be in my head with figuring out how to put it right. And that I'm excited about!
