Reprieve – from Milled English 1300s, involving a sort of
postponement – in the literal sense – ‘to test again. I guess that’s where this author has been for
the past year or so. On a sort of
reprieve. More like a forced sabbatical caused
by a car accident that knocked the ol’ melon loose a bit.
The occurring events forced a big break from major
multi-tasking between careers.
Apparently, the brain can only handle so much technology. Who knew a concussion could melt down to such
levels and overload the brains super-highway?
Modern medicine is still catching up on the ramifications of concussions
long-term repercussions. My newly
acquired first-hand knowledge – a year of my writing life I’ll never get
back. That all being said – parents,
athletes, coaches, etc.; all should take concussions very, very seriously. One year later and I still can’t sit under fluorescent
lighting, or direct light for long intervals.
So, now that I’m finally feeling my brain waves popping and
crackling at normal levels again – it’s time for some dang writing! If the reprieve is over, a whole new path
lays ahead. So, what have I been doing
during this down time, you might ask?
Plotting. Characters,
story-lines, marketing, and mayhem. All
the things we authors love. I finally,
just this month, began to read a book on my Nook. First book in a year – gasp! I know, right? The
torture… I’ve missed so much – so many heroes,
villains, hotties, and heroines.
