I have noticed the change, and some others have too, I suppose.
Probably everyone who used to follow my old stuff has noticed. The new people have probably seen some difference.
And we’re not just talking about the way I dress.
For those that haven’t totally gotten it yet, we are talking about my writing.
What used to be the Great American Novel, is now usually very short and to the point.
Partly because I only have one hand to type with, and partly because everything goes slower these days.
It’s frustrating. I won’t pretend.
But compared to where I WAS…I’m doing great!
I was in a bed all the time, connected to machines that beep, with children, a husband. family and friends hoping and praying.
So I do write slower then I used to.
And I get thing done at a much slower pace.
But I have learned to be happy that I’m able to get them done all.