Blogging is a nice, efficient, quick and easy way to get some writing done — published, “out there,” available to the masses. It has its limitations, however… most annoying, needing a computer of some kind for efficient blogging. Yes, I can update from the iPhone/iTouch or other handhelds without too-badly straining thumbs, but the process is slow. Slower, anyway, slower than handwriting.
Being on the computer hasn’t been so easy for me recently; I haven’t been feeling well, I haven’t been able to sit up and use the computer very much. Long story short — nasty medication side-effects messed me up. Pretty bad.
I haven’t been able to write as much as I’d like; insofar as that effects my abilities I’m not sure, but my spurts feel rather cyclic.
Sometimes there’s so much on my mind, it seems incomprehensible that I’d ever have another moment staring at an empty page or empty lines without remedy. Hours pass as I struggle to maintain composure — my shoulder is agonizing and my body is shaking in pain and anguish. I want to stop writing… I need to stop writing… however, I can’t. I can’t put my pen down; there’s too much on my mind, and I think to myself, “what if I forget something later?” I feel like my day should contain more than twenty-four hours and I curse my pain problem and feel drowsy from the meds. Many hours pass, and eventually, my concentration breaks and I close my eyes for just a moment longer than a blink… I momentarily doze off mid-sentence, followed by a jolt — a startling sensation reminiscent of a myoclonic spasm. I am forced to quit, say to myself “I’m done,” and rest. Dozens of previously blank, untouched pages are now filled with fragments of me. Almost Bradtastic, indeed.
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