Ok, so, I’m sorta kinda back but not really. What was supposed to be a two-week hiatus has turned into a month. Like you care, but I feel the need to explain because I do have some loyal readers and some new followers since I’ve been gone (Bish, whet?!)
My mind has been a literal garbage bag overflowing with thoughts and ideas with no viable means of execution. When I become overwhelmed, I literally shut down. I can’t think, let alone blog or be social media social (Does that make sense?) I’ve indefinitely dipped from Facebook and Twitter as I regroup and refocus both personally and professionally. And to top it all off, I develop carpal tunnel syndrome in my right wrist, which also happens to be my dominant hand. This has been years in the making and only makes my
triumphant return to social media a dud and delayed as I mentally process what this all means. This pain ain’t no joke, and I don’t think you (myself included) realize how challenging it is to give it a rest, especially when your livelihood depends on the use of both hands.
So, what does reading has to do with the price of eggs (as my mother used to always say when two things seemingly have nothing to do with one another…)? As I contemplate my next moves and begin this massive brain dump, I bide my time and ease my troubles by reading. Before, reading was a pleasurable escape. Now, reading is a necessary escape. And I can actually swipe with my left hand (which has seen more activity in the last few weeks than ever!) to relieve some of the pressure from my right.
To the authors I’ve been in contact with to do spotlights, tours, etc., I apologize in advance. I will still honor my commitments, but there will be a delay now, obviously. I. Gotchu.
Are you on Instagram? Look me up @musingsrj. It doesn’t take much for me to upload a pic and a few words as it does for me to type out a blog post.
In the meanwhile, I’ll be rehabbin’ and readin’. Talk to y’all soon ❤