Arm is indeed broken. Tomorrow we’re off to the bone doc to talk pins and casts. Guess we’ll really see if I can write a novel with an arm tied behind my back. Jury is still out for software. The college moves slowly. I seem to be able to use my right hand, sling off, propped on a table, but I will consult with surgeon about whether it is safe and prudent to do so. Another friend suggested hiring staff. Hmmm…
Meanwhile, here are a couple of links for you.
First, Julie Rose posts a soundtrack for Susan Higginbotham.
Next, David Bridger hosts an interview with Suzanne McCleod about critiquing.
The new drugs are better for pain. My arm still hurts, but I care less. 😛 Sleepy, though.
Catherine
