Writing, Pain, and Finding a way

Okay, so I didn’t mean to rhyme. But the idea still fits. I have Fibromyalgia, a chronic illness that causes pain and fatigue. Plus a little arthritis, in case it wasn’t enough. And there are times, that it effects my hands and fingers. Which in turn, makes typing hard. Or sitting up really.

Yes there are stories that must be told. Vampires to be slain, private eyes to finish up a case, a crack team of strange people to steal the golden hog (okay, I made that last one up, but doesn’t it sound fun? I love a good caper).  There are rewrites, and small fixes to do. I don’t have time to be sick, after all there are worlds to be conquered, or saved. Princesses to make the kingdoms whole again, and Brownies to drive black town-cars (no, not joking on that one).

So what can I do about it. Most of the time, if it’s really bad, nothing. There is no play through the pain with this. That just leads to more pain and dysfunction. But what I can do, is what I did above. Keeping thinking and dreaming about all the stories left to tell. Hold onto them in mind, perhaps jot down a note of two if I’m capable.

So illness may stop me from writing for a while, but it can’t stop me dreaming. And knowing, there’s another great story coming as soon as this stretch of pain is done. And that those stories, are going to be amazing, because they are in my imagination.

Because, pain doesn’t and can’t win.


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