Frustration and the Grinding of an Author’s Teeth

It bothers me that my sense of sight and my ability to type are both deteriorating now when I still have so many more stories to tell. I want to write more about my time as a school teacher, recalling the students I learned to both love and hate… often at the same time. And I want to put more of my surrealistic ideas into fantasy-comedy stories,,, with illustrations I drew myself. But I am having a hard time typing this… and drawing is nearly impossible. My hands hurt with the cold weather. This paragraph took twenty minutes with as many corrections… or more.

So bare with me… I mean bear with me… like two bears… but it is easier to explain and make jokes than go back to make corrections.

When it warms up, things will get better… I hope.


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