I was off to such a great start too. I had just finished my word count for day three and wanted to get out and enjoy the rest of the day. It was unseasonably warm and tennis looked like an attractive option.
If only I knew.
The details of the accident are too embarrassing to share, but surgery is scheduled for Thursday to put some bones back where they belong. Typing with one hand is slow going and frustrating beyond belief. We’ll try writing a novel again in December.