Rebel with an orthotic

Yep, that’s me. My long and varied career in retail / public service has provided me with all kinds of things: an aversion to crowds, fodder for my fiction and the biggest heel spur my podiatrist has seen in thirty years of practise. Yeah! We’re number one! So I had my feet casted today (not as bad as it sounds, as I am kind of foot fascinated. A little bit of artistic license and it was kind of fun. Ahem). And then I pick up my orthotics in a week or two. What next? Bifocals? Support hose? Christ.

In other news, I am nearing the end of revisions for Nothing Sacred. I’m beginning to fantasize about doing some freefall writing when I’m done. Which is my default mode of creation and something I felt I was doing wrong until I went to a freefall workshop and realized that’s what I’ve always done. Is there another way?

Okay, next project: freefalling on foot casting. I’ll tell you, that next book is going to be a doozy.

3 thoughts on “Rebel with an orthotic

  1. I think I had had it so long I didn’t notice it so much anymore. The heel spur, I mean.Freefall’s like stream of conciousness, yeah. Only you edit later. Jan: here’s my haikuPronated, face downYour sweet hands caress my feet –It’s only the nurse.

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