As I expected would happen sometime this month I lost my voice (my actual voice; I write by VRS so laryngitis = no writing.) I typed for as long as I could with three fingers (got almost 800 words down) and then shut off everything and went to bed. This morning the voice is back but still a bit strained, so I'll have to take it easy today and alternate between the VRS and typing manually.
I know there are other disabled writers out there, and like you sometimes I get frustrated that I can't type like everyone else to write. It drives me crazy when I read some abled person whining about how they don't feel like writing when they can type for sixteen hours straight if they wanted. I'd give almost anything to have their hands. But that's not going to happen, and then I remember to think of someone like Stephen Hawking or Joni Eareckson Tada, and remind myself of how blessed I am that I am
still mobile and (with time and patience) I can
do most of the things everyone else does.
New Words: 767
New Manuscript Total: 30,108
Labels: NaNoWriMo 2012, Taken by Night