Mistakes were made... but not by me!
I'll admit, the fact that I wasn't the one to mess up makes me feel better.
Yesterday I had around 40 stitches removed from my right ring and pinky finger. They then put strips over the incision to hold it all together for a few days. Cool.
Or not. I woke up today with juicy fingers. Thankfully, I already had an appointment with my occupational therapist. She got me in to see the surgeon and neither were happy. Apparently the strips were applied wrong and made a mess of everything. Long story short, they applied new strips (the right way) and my therapy has to slow down.
That's a major bummer. There was already a 30% chance I will require another surgery to remove scar tissue. Slowing down my therapy means the scars have a better chance of solidifying and that increases the likelihood that I'll require additional surgeries.
What does this mean for my perfectly crafted schedule?
Hell if I know.
This is not what I had in mind when I said I knew life would get in the way. Not even close.
Really it's just my timeline that's fucked. I should be wrapping up revisions on my novella and switching back into writing mode for book one of my series right now. Instead I am forced to sit and wait, because chicken pecking the keyboard and fighting with dictation software is more trouble than it's worth.
The one thing I am truly grateful for is that I was already gaining traction with my mental health. I can't imagine doing this while still deep in a mixed episode. I cannot express enough how much my anxiety meds have helped. I'm trying to keep my head in the game and stay positive. For the most part, I'm succeeding.
Just because my writing plans have crumbled into a pile of steaming garbage doesn't mean I'm being idle. Right now I'm working through Violence: A Writer's Guide by Rory Miller. It is seriously rocking my world and changing the way I view my scenes/characters. You can find a link to it under the Awesome Shit I Love section.
I am also working on building my author platform since I don't have one to speak of at this moment. I have a long list of books in my queue that will guide me to social media greatness. Don't crush my dreams and tell me otherwise!
All that said, I can't really write posts about writing and my process if I'm not writing or working through my process. So, what I think is going to happen is the subject matter of my posts will shift to platform building. What I'm doing. What's working for me. What isn't worth my time. What's a spectacular failure. I had planned to sprinkle in bits of this as I did it throughout my process, but there's no time like the present. Especially when I can't do much else.
There it all is. Straight up word vomit and mind whirlings. But it couldn't be helped. Consider this a transitionary post as I move from writing to web dealings. And a heads up: this website will probably undergo some changes during this time. Eventually I'll get back to writing my series., but that's not all being an author is about. I'm going to make this bad situation my bitch.
Lemons to lemonade, bro. Lemons to lemonade.