Normally, with a title like that, I would be waxing poetic about the difficulty of writing a story that includes realistic interpretations of gravity. It can be done (see the sublime The Expanse for it done extremely well), but in my case I normally just wave my hand and say “Grav-plating” or some-such technobabble and am done with it.
But in this specific case, what I mean is that I fell off my bike on Saturday and have been slowly, slowly recovering ever since. Hence no posts on Sunday or Tuesday this week. Sorry about that for anyone that was looking!
I’m feeling much better. My right leg has a bruise the size of a sheet of paper, my right arms has a bruise bigger than my hand, and my left shoulder is still sore, but I really can’t complain. Wear your helmets, folks, because I took that fall straight to the head and it might’ve killed me.
But, hey, it couldn’t happen at a better time, because I’m on vacation for a week! And let me tell you, getting an immobilizing injury the day before that started is exactly how I wanted to start my holiday.
Sigh
Ah well. Now that I’m okay with stairs again, I can at least get back to writing! And I can’t really do much else… So not all bad.
Hope everyone out there is staying safe and healthy!