I’ve been out of action for a few months having my second shoulder replacement. I had the right one done eleven years ago and finally gave in and went for a matching pair.
I’m happy to report that all went well and I’m back at my lap-top again typing with both hands. There’s a fair bit to catch up with before I’m back on track with Amenti Rising but I’m up and running.
Before the op I wrote a little ditty on a subject that’s getting a lot of writers in a tizzy right now. Grandma’s Cabin attempts to offer a little bit of reassurance on that front – for now at least.
I also put together a little sonnet, Monkey Memories, as part of the Shakespeare in Solihull Festival 36 and was delighted when it was included in a collection to commemorate the occasion. Rejection can be such a wearing everyday reality in the writing world that any acceptance, however small, is always a joyful occasion.
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