At 3:30 in the morning, my shoulders and arms shot with pain. A reminder that several months ago someone rammed their car into mine in a head-on collision.
Even today, parts of my body hurt in interesting and unexpected ways. This week I can’t wear a watch. When the accident happened, I saw the headlights coming towards me and I braced the steering wheel. The pain flares on and off. I have a Garmin fitness band that weighs even less, but I still can’t wear it.
If I can’t wear a watch, I can’t write. That’s not a complete loss. I’ve discussed here and on social media that life changes and so do we. A large part of my time and energy has been focused on medicine, and even then 2017 saw the release of Rivalry, The Hunt, Fragile Nights, and Frost. Not a bad haul if I do say so myself.
My work ethic means I at least finish several projects every year. 2018 will be no exception. An actual release date for Phantom Lights and the Wildstar: Forever Wanderers Omnibus is due soon. They’re fun. This is fun. Writing is fun. Yet health comes first. Life comes first. And that’s fine.
Don’t let mental anxieties change that prioritization.