It's been at least a month since I stopped writing little blogs that
I add to my website in the hope of attracting some attention to me
and my work. I didn't run out of ideas. I ran into pain, or at least
extreme discomfort. I believe the common expression is, "My back
went out."
You see, we have cats. One of them is a rescue named
Chandler. He's had a hard life and currently has one eye and no
tail. Still he's better off than he was on the street, and we're
hoping to find him a permanent home. The thing about Chandler that
is important as far as this story goes is that he enjoys playing
with toilet paper. He can unravel a complete roll in a couple of
minutes. Loads of fun for him but not very, as they say, green
to waste all that paper.
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Therefore, I began to store the roll on the towel rack above
and behind the toilet. The problem with this was that sometimes I forgot
to take the roll down before sitting down to do my work. One time a
few months ago I finished, then turned and reached. Apparently, this
is what set off the going out of the back.

Something here
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The
chiropractor I went to told me that I had probably been mistreating
my back for years, and that this was the final insult. Could
be. Maybe at this point it doesn't matter.
Anyway, there is pain
involved. It is not constant, and I'm sure not as bad as the
pain some folks have withstood, but really, it is plenty bad
enough and I don't care to have it any worse. I try to ignore
the pain when I sit down at the computer, but that is not always
possible. And I find it difficult to be creative when I hurt.
There you are. That's the reason I haven't been writing my blog
lately.
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I've been working on a fiction project for the past week or two. And
even though fiction doesn't make me hurt less, money is always an important
consideration when deciding whether one hurts too much to work.
I am improving, though not without the occasional backslide. I'm hoping
that any day now, I will be able to settle down to work without any
excuses.