As most of you know, I am in the process of disability. Why? I need a full hip replacement. I have a broken T1 Vertebrae. Most of my Cervical disks are completely degenerated. My Lumbar disks are degenerating rapidly as well. The arthritis in my spine is ridiculous. Lets not even get into Depression. My point is, I live in pain.
Granted, I will always be in pain, even if I get my disability, and the insurance benefits that go with it, which will provide the necessary medications and surgeries I need to continue down this road. But with the treatments I need I will finally be able to focus on writing more than 500 words every other month or so because I can't focus through the pain like I do now.
People say "Sitting down isn't that hard, why don't you spend all your free time writing?" Well, I don't have time to get into every single injury that I have, and what my pain level is like every day, so I'm going to start just dousing people with gasoline, lighting them on fire, and once they start screaming in agony I'm going to roll my chair over to them and tell them "I'd really enjoy a fresh new short story right now! Get to typin'!"
There's nothing like sitting down thinking "what should I name this character OMG I FEEL MY FEMUR PUSHING UP INTO MY STOMACH!"
I love writing. I miss writing. I plan to be write until I die. But I cannot do it full time right now, and unless I develop a psychic typewriter like in Stephen King's The Tommyknockers that writes my stuff in my sleep, people will have to be patient and hope I get the help I need soon. Once that happens, perhaps I'll write something truly breathtaking... or something that makes you want to punch the breath out of me.... but at least I'll be writing.
