I’m a writer. A novelist. I try to use everything around me in my life, plus whatever comes into my head to research, in plotting a story or series.
So of course I’ve started pondering
how I can use my broken wrist, and how to deal with it, in a story or more. I’ve
some ideas. I always have some ideas. But nothing concrete yet.
Meanwhile, I’ve also been pondering another
series idea for Harlequin Romantic Suspense, one I’ve already contemplated with
my editor. More research to come next year, but I’m considering how to approach
it now.
If you’ve gotten the impression I’m
not writing a lot now, you’re right. But more to come. That’s who I am.
Meanwhile, I’m typing a lot of this
using both hands, sort of. The fingers on my left hand are more mobile, and it
doesn’t hurt quite as much to use them as it did a day or two ago when I still
could only use my right hand.
Anyway, today is Christmas Eve. Merry
Christmas, everyone!
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