A Doctor’s Note
Nope, I haven’t run off to stalk Michael Stipe. Nor have I gone all Luddite on you. Or died.
I have blogger’s elbow. My right elbow aches like a mutha-(shut your mouth!) these days, thanks to long hours spent writing in my cubicle. It hurts when I’m in the keyboard position, so I’ve been staying away from Al Gore’s Internet in the evenings.
For those of you who haven't read the entire Cup chronicles, during daylight hours I’m a corporate communicator — which means I write newsletters and annual reports, announcements and posters, reports and presentations, anything that needs to be read by my coworkers. Translation: I write a lot.
Yeah, I know; lame excuse. But at least you get free music every Friday. Watch for my triumphant return to the blogworld — here and in your comment boxes — in the coming days.
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Labels: blogger's elbow, e-disappearances, lame excuses, maybe I'm getting old, slack-assedness
posted by Cup @ 5:55 PM
22 comments
22 Comments:
I respect what you do--I've done lots of freelance writing, but I've avoided corporate communications because it's so much harder to write with "voice." Those who can do that well are true artists.
watch that hot elbow, toots. You are missed :)
Babe, I feel your pain...for me it is the left elbow and I just started getting in between my left pinkie and ringfinger. Engineering school is bad for my health.
Another thought, a buddy from school told me he bought a voice activated typing software for $60.
I am sending elbow healing vibes your way. The internetz is a much poorer place without you.
Nothing hurts on me. Just so you'll know!
Being paid to write? Man, that's a sweet gig.
Well, except for having to write about the annual yields of textile production. Which reminds me, I've got to start dressing like Col. Sanders and telling complete strangers about the wonderful, jumpin' world of "the textile game." Or maybe "racket." Unclear.
Isn't it continually weird being the "designated writer" in the company? I love how people come to me for my sage advice each day. Start with a capital letter, I always tell them. Occasionally, I feel I'm screwing off too much at work (reading blogs & all). But then I remember how lost they'd be w/o me...
Get better and...I don't know, I'm sleepy. Please just get better.
Don't worry about us out here, we will take whatever we can get from you. You concentrate on taking care of yourself Beth!
I love it when you visit my comment box.
Beth,
I hope your elbow recovers soon. fwiw, you could start audio blogging like Dale was doing some.
i don't know about the rest of you, but i would like to see a dr's note.
oh yeah, everybody hurts, sometime..
DAVID AMULET: Writing in different voices is one of the things I enjoy about my job — that, and sneaking R.E.M. references into newsletter headlines.
JEWGIRL: I miss y’all, too.
EEBIE: So sorry you’re feeling my pain, cuteness! I’m an old-school writer — banging it out from my head straight to the keyboard. But maybe I could blog that way …
BARBARA BRUEDERLIN: I think some jealous blogger is voodoo’ing my elbow. Thank you for missing me!
KEITH KENNEDY: You and your damned blessed life.
PISTOLS AT DAWN: It is a sweet gig … until you have twenty-three deadlines in one week. You know, I’ve always pictured you in Col. Sanders garb; my sexual fantasies are coming to life!
BLOWING SHIT UP WITH GAS: I e-mock my coworkers and their poor grasp of grammar and spelling. I’m an evil, snotty communicator.
WRITE PROCRASTINATOR: I’m trying, babe. Maybe I should try that sleep thing.
SKYLER’S DAD: I’m trying — but do you realize how boring evenings can be when you can’t surf online and are stuck watching TV? Thank God for concerts.
BECKEYE: And I’ll be visiting your borough in just a couple of months!
CHANCELUCKY: I talk fast with a drawl. Y’all would never understand me.
M: I’ll contact Dr. Bombay today. p.s. You just won Best Comment of the Month!
That's too bad. I check your blog first everyday. But, being in a similar profession, I know the feeling. I've got "mouse finger" (which is not an off-shoot of Spacefinger.)
Have you heard the new Mitch Easter album? Very cool.
Everybody hurts..........
now why didn't I think of that. I stand in awe of the comment of the month.
I can relate a bit...I feel as if I'm in some sort of technological black hole without my daily dose of blog reading/commenting/writing. Even now I should be doing some work...but my brain is a bit numb.
Ouch. Get well soon! We miss you.
I'm looking forward to the freebies!
I always figured you beat lackeys until they typed out a post for you.
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