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I write fantasy novels, I chase tornadoes & I fight with swords. Let's have an adventure!
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Rotella Destroyer - The Climb #400

Sunday 25th February 2018
I had a late night last night.  I think it boiled down to not wanting to care so much about the result today.  People go to Fightcamp or other events and fight with massive hangovers where I will always get an early night and mentally prep.  I think I wanted an excuse other than my finger as to why I would perform badly.  That or I wanted to stop myself taking the competition too seriously.
As I went to bed I said to myself that if I overslept or work up tired then I would gladly just skip the day.  I wasn’t feeling bad about yesterday’s results but the aches and pains in my hand irked me enough that I wouldn’t have been too bothered if I couldn’t have made it.
But I woke up after only 2.5 hours sleep and my body did not realise it was tired.  So I headed out and drove back to the tournament.
Thankfully the competition was first thing in the morning, which meant I could fight and pretty much leave in time to back back in the afternoon.
I was fighting with sidesword and rotella, a weapon pairing I’ve never fought with, not even just playing around.  So I was coming at it completely green.  I thought it would be a good test of my natural ability to adapt and learn on the fly.
It was a nice pool, filled with people I already knew which meant that it felt more like sparring than a tournament.  Of course, there was some tough competition including an instructor who’d come over from Italy just to teach rotella.  But I didn’t do bad.
As I went on, I got lower (thank you, all those squats I do), leaving less places for my opponents to hit.  I shield barged a couple of people out the ring (the only expectation I’d put on myself).  And I also caused one of the most memorable moments of the entire competition.
I was fighting my friend Stewart and did a lovely cut that went right through his rotella.  There was a massive crack and the entire room went silent as everyone turned to see the source of the sound.  They then burst into applause at my damage.  My friend Sasha just looked at me, beamed and gave me a thumbs up.
I did manage to win one fight, against my friend Sam.  We seem to alternate wins every time we fight.  There were a few that were pretty close as well, although despite destroying his rotella, Stewart beat me by a healthy 8-3.
I hung around for a little while, walking to the shops with a bunch of swordfighting friends.  But the lack of sleep was catching up with me and so I left just after lunch, returning to get in a few hours kip this afternoon.
Despite my bad hand being more active I actually found rotella more fun and less painful… but tournaments impact me in funny ways.  I’m running around with testerone for the rest of the day and then end up feeling drained for the next week.
My plan is to take it easy until my next tournament on Saturday.  I think I’ll be fit enough to fight, even if I’m not fit enough to train.  However, with snow forecast all next week, travelling to the tournament could prove a great challenge than the competition itself.
If you want to follow more of my journey, then be sure to check me on my social channels.  Likewise, if you’d like me to expand on any point mentioned above, please say so in the comments.

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Rotella Destroyer - The Climb #400

Sunday 25th February 2018
I had a late night last night.  I think it boiled down to not wanting to care so much about the result today.  People go to Fightcamp or other events and fight with massive hangovers where I will always get an early night and mentally prep.  I think I wanted an excuse other than my finger as to why I would perform badly.  That or I wanted to stop myself taking the competition too seriously.
As I went to bed I said to myself that if I overslept or work up tired then I would gladly just skip the day.  I wasn’t feeling bad about yesterday’s results but the aches and pains in my hand irked me enough that I wouldn’t have been too bothered if I couldn’t have made it.
But I woke up after only 2.5 hours sleep and my body did not realise it was tired.  So I headed out and drove back to the tournament.
Thankfully the competition was first thing in the morning, which meant I could fight and pretty much leave in time to back back in the afternoon.
I was fighting with sidesword and rotella, a weapon pairing I’ve never fought with, not even just playing around.  So I was coming at it completely green.  I thought it would be a good test of my natural ability to adapt and learn on the fly.
It was a nice pool, filled with people I already knew which meant that it felt more like sparring than a tournament.  Of course, there was some tough competition including an instructor who’d come over from Italy just to teach rotella.  But I didn’t do bad.
As I went on, I got lower (thank you, all those squats I do), leaving less places for my opponents to hit.  I shield barged a couple of people out the ring (the only expectation I’d put on myself).  And I also caused one of the most memorable moments of the entire competition.
I was fighting my friend Stewart and did a lovely cut that went right through his rotella.  There was a massive crack and the entire room went silent as everyone turned to see the source of the sound.  They then burst into applause at my damage.  My friend Sasha just looked at me, beamed and gave me a thumbs up.
I did manage to win one fight, against my friend Sam.  We seem to alternate wins every time we fight.  There were a few that were pretty close as well, although despite destroying his rotella, Stewart beat me by a healthy 8-3.
I hung around for a little while, walking to the shops with a bunch of swordfighting friends.  But the lack of sleep was catching up with me and so I left just after lunch, returning to get in a few hours kip this afternoon.
Despite my bad hand being more active I actually found rotella more fun and less painful… but tournaments impact me in funny ways.  I’m running around with testerone for the rest of the day and then end up feeling drained for the next week.
My plan is to take it easy until my next tournament on Saturday.  I think I’ll be fit enough to fight, even if I’m not fit enough to train.  However, with snow forecast all next week, travelling to the tournament could prove a great challenge than the competition itself.
If you want to follow more of my journey, then be sure to check me on my social channels.  Likewise, if you’d like me to expand on any point mentioned above, please say so in the comments.

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The First Tournament of 2018 - The Climb #399

Saturday 24th February 2018
Today was my first swordfighting tournament this year.  It’s been a rough couple of months for my swordfighting.  I came away from my last tournament feeling defeated and ready for a break.  I was overwhelmed with swordfighting stuff from dues to websites and the net result was that I felt ready to take a break.  When it gets so busy that you miss out on entering events before they sell out, then it really is time to step away for a short time.
I did that for the rest of December, forcing myself to take some time away from training,  I think it was the right thing to do, I’d worked so hard that the disappointment of my performance in my last 2 tournaments threatened to make me resent swordfighting altogether.
I did, however, secretly enter a tournament that’s taking place next week.  That one’s for single rapier so whilst not my primary weapon, similar enough to be useful, yet different enough that I don’t feel I need to worry about the result.  Since then a space opened up in this weekend’s event and I took it.
And so 2018 started with me slowly trying to find my forward momentum again.  It’s been a really odd year this year as whilst I’ve definitely made progress it feels like I’m stumbling rather than striding forwards.  And so fingergeddon really couldn’t have come at a worse time.
It’s really arrested my forward momentum, and I’ve not been sure whether taking time off training has been a choice made out of common sense or a lack of motivation.  Has my absence from social media been because all the sword stuff on it reminds me I cannot fight, or a distancing myself?
I went sparring last week to see how I would fair in single sidesword and came away feeling solid but secure in the knowledge that I just cannot train right now.  And so it’s been come and go as to whether I’d attend this weekend.
I went.  If for no other reason, I paid my money.  But I decided I would just do the competition and leave.  Watching other people fight when I’m crippled is a little too much to handle right now.
Now despite single sidesword being a one-handed weapon, the offhand does come into play.  It can be used to grapple in close play, or pat the flat of the blade away, or even align your shoulders to make sure your thrusts are accurate.  I, however, had it in one of my huge gloves that have an endoskeleton underneath to help protect them.  Plus I kept it behind my back.
It meant that I felt slightly handicapped in my fights.  Also the lack of training meant that I could feel myself lose energy as I fought successive battles.  But I did OK.  I drew 2 fights, I narrowly lost another 2 and then got annihilated in the last – but that was against one of the top guys in the world with the weapon.  Considering that the pools were of international quality I really can’t complain.  I felt I did well considering.
But I hurt after fighting and so, given I had a 2 hour drive home, I left pretty soon afterwards.  I rewarded myself with a chicken takeaway with a friend.
Tomorrow is the sidesword and rotella competition and I’m honestly not gonna decide whether I enter that until I get up tomorrow.
If you want to follow more of my journey, then be sure to check me on my social channels.  Likewise, if you’d like me to expand on any point mentioned above, please say so in the comments.

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Downwards Spiral - The Climb #394

Monday 19th February 2018
I was feeling a bit low today.  It looks some plans that were coming together on Friday are now falling apart and as a result I just got myself into a downwards spiral.  It’s not like it’s the end of the world but it certainly felt like it today.
The day job certainly didn’t help.  As part of my role I have to provide out of hours on call cover, with any callouts resulting in overtime.  We have a set way of recording these, which I’ve been doing.  But I got a load of questions about what I was claiming for today.  I really wasn’t in the mood.  If they want to change the way it’s recorded then do that, but don’t question when I’ve done it the way requested.  I wasn’t in a mood to take any crap and basically said that if anyone had a problem, I’d just stop doing on call.
It made me realise (as well as those around me) that the day job is still a source of considerable stress.  Ordinarily, this on its own would have been enough to set me on a downwards spiral.  I want a book deal, and want one with enough to quit work but not too much that I can’t sell through.  Getting all of those is highly unlikely.  In fact more than highly unlikely.  But I’m due feedback on Black as Knight fairly soon, hopefully this week, and so that one probably saved me today.  That or I was already in too much of a major funk to get any lower.
Luckily a friend came over this evening and cheered me up.  Sometimes,  I just need a laugh.  I’m not normally a negative person but we all have off days and I’d just made the situation worse by falling into the trap of one negative thought leading to another and another.
After weeks of saying there was always something to watch on Netflix… we found nothing.  We ended up watching a Brazilian Sci-Fi called 3%.  I have to admit to not being a fan.  The 3 episodes we’ve watched so far seem to have been filmed in a convention centre only to be explained away.  For example, a locker storage room becomes a dorm, only for one character to make mention that the room has been turned into a makeshift dorm.  And let’s not talk about the costumes!  Most look like blouses that have been reversed and turned inside out, with a sleeve cut off or some terrible slits being made to give the impression of some universal fashion style.
My friend said he was getting into it… I thought it was dire!
I guess you win some and you loose some.
However, most importantly, laughing at how terrible it was helped lighten my mood.
Whether I’ll still be in as such a good mood when my agent comes back to me on Black as Knight, I don’t know.  I’m hoping it’ll be this week but publishing always moves slow, so I’m trying not to think about it in case that’s not how it pans out and I end up sending myself into another downwards spiral.
If you want to follow more of my journey, then be sure to check me on my social channels.  Likewise, if you’d like me to expand on any point mentioned above, please say so in the comments.

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Back Fighting - The Climb #393

Sunday 18th February 2018
I sparred for the first time in nearly 3 weeks today.    The plan had been to really see how the finger could cope with a potential tournament next weekend.
It’s my offhand that’s damaged and I suppose that’s been a bit lucky.  The competitions I’ve entered don’t really need my offhand.  Both single rapier and single sidesword primarily use only one hand and I can keep the other behind my back.  And the other competition is sidesword and rotella where my hand should be very well protected.
The aim for today was multifold.  First I wanted to see how driving was.  Being unable to properly flex my finger these last few weeks has meant that changing into 3rd or 1st gear results in me poking the dashboard.  Flexibility has improved somewhat but it’s still not 100% and so I wanted to see if I could do a 2 hour drive without stubbing my finger and sending jolts of pain up my arm.
Obviously not having done such a long trip in a number of weeks was tiring, but I managed without too much of an incident.  I didn’t end up driving off the road.  That said, I think I still need to limit my road trips for now.
Fighting was interesting.    I only fought single sidesword and single rapier today but I did fight some of the best fighters out there.  Given that I’ve had 3 weeks off I don’t think I did too bad.  I’m certainly not going to be winning any prizes but my friend who is ranked the best in the world at my primary weapon said I was fighting solid with sidesword, not giving any openings.  That’s good, although I somehow managed to get a hit on my super-protective glove that have an endoskeleton in them, which resulted in me thinking I’d broken a finger on my good hand.
I guess 3 weeks away and I’ve forgotten how to take knocks.  I also was probably feeling a bit delicate given the finger.  Although showing even some of the most hardened swordfighters the current damage plus pictures of the cut had them wincing.
In single rapier things were a little more difficult.  In order to pull off some moves, I bring my offhand across my body to close my shoulders and make my thrust straighter.  But keeping my bad hand behind my back changes the alignment of my shoulders and makes those moves difficult.  On top of that, off-hand parries and grapples are off the cards.  I found this a particular disadvantage in some of my fights.
I came away feeling a little tired, and a little demotivated too.  My plan is to miss training this week to give myself more time to rest the bad hand.  Given the amount of healing in just the last week, another week of taking it easy should pay big dividens.  I’ll then fight in both competitions (on 2 consecutive days) next weekend and head up to Yorkshire the following weekend.
I had been planning to travel with a friend up there, but that now looks in doubt, so given as that competition is single rapier, I think that tournament is probably the most in doubt.
If you want to follow more of my journey, then be sure to check me on my social channels.  Likewise, if you’d like me to expand on any point mentioned above, please say so in the comments.

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Earthquake! - The Climb #392

Saturday 17th February 2018
There’s something about an early start.  I’m usually too exhausted to get up really early, or instead find myself pottering around until it’s late in the day, but after returning from a friend’s house relatively early last night I got a decent night’s sleep and was walking to the supermarket to pick up some turkey mince before it was 9am.
I then came back and worked on the short story I’m due to hand in.  I’d written a lot of it, but unusually for me, there were spots where I’d left gaps.  So aside from writing the final act, I can to go back to spots in the previous two acts and add detail.
I wasn’t aiming to get the draft finished, but that’s what happened.  It’s come in a lot shorter than I was expecting, the first draft ending up around 2500 words.  I think some of that is because one of the conceits of the story is that there is no dialogue.  It’s amazing how many words things drop when you cut that out.
Doing this does mean that the prose needs to really sing, and with this draft the story is a long way off from that.  But… a draft is a draft and I can now work on it to improve it and round off the flat edges.
Next draft I really want to polish the prose.  I think I can do some clever things here – some of which I’ve already done in this first draft – which makes for tighter storytelling.  Not that I really need the short story to be any shorter.  But I’m sure there are pieces I can embellish that will round out the story and also increase the word count.
With that done, I went to my friend’s house for a chill afternoon and evening of watching TV.  Normally it would be enough to bore me silly, but my friend didn’t have a lot of spoons and we had loads to talk about so the conversation never got dry.
And the day wasn’t without its drama.  We were sat on the sofa when there was a strange sensation.  To me it felt like next door had smashed a hammer into the wall and caused the sofa to move.  Except there was no sound from next door.  My friend thought the dog had shifted weight and felt it too.
It seemed like an earthquake.
So I jumped straight on Twitter, because that’s the best place for breaking stories, to see that people from Liverpool to South Wales had felt it.  Given that I’ve been just a few miles from the epicentre of an earthquake whilst in Oklahoma and never felt anything, I was actually quite proud of experiencing my first earthquake.
Who knew it would be whilst sat on a sofa in Swindon?
I’m going to go swordfighting tomorrow for the first time in weeks.  The plan is to see how the finger performs.  And then from there I decide if I’m going to do the competitions I have lined up over the next couple of weeks.
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Gaining Some Direction - The Climb #391

Friday 16th February 2018
A plan is formulating that will hopefully see me back swordfighting and competing soon.
The finger is slowly healing.  Over the past week I’ve seen a massive crack in the tip slowly fuse together and heal over.  It’s been quite miraculous to watch.  How do our bodies know to heal?  If I tied my fingers together, would they eventually fuse like this crack?
It’s still sore and I suspect that under the massive scab that covers the cuts there’s still healing going on.  But it slowly feels like it’s returning back to normal.  And so I’m pretty much decided that I’m going to go sparring on Sunday.  It’ll be the longest drive I’ve done since I damaged the finger so  the journey itself might be a challenge.  My plan is to wear my large Koenig glove over the bad hand (it looks like Iron Man’s gauntlet and has a complete protective endoskeleton underneath).  I’ll see how it performs on Sunday and then…
Next weekend I have competition over 2 days.  I’m going to do shit so I’m going in with no expectation.  I’m just going to have fun with weapon sets I don’t fight.  I’m not really going to hang around just do my fights and leave.
The following weekend I have a competition in Bradford.  That’s a 5 hour drive.  I’ve not made any hotel plans due to not knowing if I’m well enough to fight, but if Sunday goes well then I’m considering making it a mini-break.  Obviously I need to get the time off the day job, but a friend was saying they’d like a holiday and since I’m driving all that way and will need a hotel why don’t I just extend the stay a couple of days and have a break in Yorkshire.
There’s a lot of moving factors, the main ones being the finger and whether my friend is genuinely interested or was just making passing comment.   But turning the competition into a mini break has started to make me excited for it.
So obviously the first hurdle is getting the finger better.  Whilst I’ve been very demotivated and feeling lazy the last couple of days,  I honestly believe based on the healing I’ve seen with my own eyes that I’ve been making the right call for the right reasons.  I nearly sliced my entire finger off and I’ve really needed to give it time to heal.
As a result, I’m starting to feel a bit more motivated today, feel like I’m emerging from my fugue state with a sense of direction.
Given that my swordfighting informs my writing and vice versa, I’m hoping that this feeling will transfer to my writing as well.  It’s quite rare for me to have a day when I’m not at least thinking about some novel or other but I can honestly say that in the last week I’ve been the most detached from my writing career I’ve ever been.  I’ve known it was a temporary thing caused by a break between projects, but coupled with my lack of swordfighting, it’s made the last week quite rough for me.
Emerging at the end of the week with a sense of direction is a good thing and I hope that Sunday goes well enough so that my swordfighting and (as a result) my writing continue their forward momentum.
If you want to follow more of my journey, then be sure to check me on my social channels.  Likewise, if you’d like me to expand on any point mentioned above, please say so in the comments.

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The Bad Patient - The Climb #390

Thursday 15th February 2018
I am a bad patient.  I know I have to give my finger time to heal.  It’s slowly getting there and I’m glad I’ve been sensible.  But at the same time, I’m a little frustrated.
Not having 101 requests for things to be done for swordfighting is incredibly relaxing.  I think the dues stuff really burnt me out.  But no-one has been sending me images for the website and I’ve not been chasing.
I’m supposed to be covering teaching next week, but I see they’ve asked for someone else to cover.  It’s sensible but at the same time, I feel a little removed.
And so I can’t help but feel a little lazy.  I feel like I need to get everything in gear and start knocking tasks off.  I think I’ve become too content, too comfortable… and I’m not sure if I like it.
I knew this year would be about making priorities, about choosing x over y, but I feel in the process, I’ve lost a lot of my drive.  On one hand things are moving forwards.  I’m going to the gym despite my hand injury (although I have to work round the problem), I’ve got the draft of book 2 done and feedback back,  and I’ve chased up book 1 whilst gathering ideas for book 3.  So it’s not like nothing is getting done.
But I had an entire evening free this evening.  I could have worked on a short story.  Or I could have done some plot work on book 3.  But instead I dabbled in Warcraft, I did some mission in EVE, I watched a terrible Godzilla anime.  Did any of this actually achieve anything productive?
I finish the night trying to do a couple of swordfighting tasks that have come my way but doing them I start to feel stressed.
I need to remind myself that I am injured and that I still cannot even type with my bad finger.  Taking it easy with the finger for now is probably the right thing to do.  It’s probably OK to just chill out, dabble with things and watch movies.
I guess I’m just frustrated that my priorities this year seems to be more about doing less rather than working smarter.
As I said to my mum on the phone today, I’m just at a stage where both my swordfighting and writing are in a lull – the swordfighting because of the finger, the writing because I’m waiting back on feedback.  And these things combined have just made me feel like I’m being lazy rather than doing something sensible like prioritising the finger and my return to health.
And this is why I’m a lousy patient:  because I get grumpy if I’m doing stuff that makes things hurt, and I get bored if I’m not doing anything.  I’m pretty much convinced that I’ll go sparring on Sunday just to test out the hand and then go from there as to whether I pull out my competitions or not.
If you want to follow more of my journey, then be sure to check me on my social channels.  Likewise, if you’d like me to expand on any point mentioned above, please say so in the comments.

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The Bad Patient - The Climb #390

Thursday 15th February 2018
I am a bad patient.  I know I have to give my finger time to heal.  It’s slowly getting there and I’m glad I’ve been sensible.  But at the same time, I’m a little frustrated.
Not having 101 requests for things to be done for swordfighting is incredibly relaxing.  I think the dues stuff really burnt me out.  But no-one has been sending me images for the website and I’ve not been chasing.
I’m supposed to be covering teaching next week, but I see they’ve asked for someone else to cover.  It’s sensible but at the same time, I feel a little removed.
And so I can’t help but feel a little lazy.  I feel like I need to get everything in gear and start knocking tasks off.  I think I’ve become too content, too comfortable… and I’m not sure if I like it.
I knew this year would be about making priorities, about choosing x over y, but I feel in the process, I’ve lost a lot of my drive.  On one hand things are moving forwards.  I’m going to the gym despite my hand injury (although I have to work round the problem), I’ve got the draft of book 2 done and feedback back,  and I’ve chased up book 1 whilst gathering ideas for book 3.  So it’s not like nothing is getting done.
But I had an entire evening free this evening.  I could have worked on a short story.  Or I could have done some plot work on book 3.  But instead I dabbled in Warcraft, I did some mission in EVE, I watched a terrible Godzilla anime.  Did any of this actually achieve anything productive?
I finish the night trying to do a couple of swordfighting tasks that have come my way but doing them I start to feel stressed.
I need to remind myself that I am injured and that I still cannot even type with my bad finger.  Taking it easy with the finger for now is probably the right thing to do.  It’s probably OK to just chill out, dabble with things and watch movies.
I guess I’m just frustrated that my priorities this year seems to be more about doing less rather than working smarter.
As I said to my mum on the phone today, I’m just at a stage where both my swordfighting and writing are in a lull – the swordfighting because of the finger, the writing because I’m waiting back on feedback.  And these things combined have just made me feel like I’m being lazy rather than doing something sensible like prioritising the finger and my return to health.
And this is why I’m a lousy patient:  because I get grumpy if I’m doing stuff that makes things hurt, and I get bored if I’m not doing anything.  I’m pretty much convinced that I’ll go sparring on Sunday just to test out the hand and then go from there as to whether I pull out my competitions or not.
If you want to follow more of my journey, then be sure to check me on my social channels.  Likewise, if you’d like me to expand on any point mentioned above, please say so in the comments.

Twitter: @figures
Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/adrianfaulknerwriter/ Instagram: AdrianFaulkner Snapchat: adrianauthor

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The Bad Patient - The Climb #390

Thursday 15th February 2018
I am a bad patient.  I know I have to give my finger time to heal.  It’s slowly getting there and I’m glad I’ve been sensible.  But at the same time, I’m a little frustrated.
Not having 101 requests for things to be done for swordfighting is incredibly relaxing.  I think the dues stuff really burnt me out.  But no-one has been sending me images for the website and I’ve not been chasing.
I’m supposed to be covering teaching next week, but I see they’ve asked for someone else to cover.  It’s sensible but at the same time, I feel a little removed.
And so I can’t help but feel a little lazy.  I feel like I need to get everything in gear and start knocking tasks off.  I think I’ve become too content, too comfortable… and I’m not sure if I like it.
I knew this year would be about making priorities, about choosing x over y, but I feel in the process, I’ve lost a lot of my drive.  On one hand things are moving forwards.  I’m going to the gym despite my hand injury (although I have to work round the problem), I’ve got the draft of book 2 done and feedback back,  and I’ve chased up book 1 whilst gathering ideas for book 3.  So it’s not like nothing is getting done.
But I had an entire evening free this evening.  I could have worked on a short story.  Or I could have done some plot work on book 3.  But instead I dabbled in Warcraft, I did some mission in EVE, I watched a terrible Godzilla anime.  Did any of this actually achieve anything productive?
I finish the night trying to do a couple of swordfighting tasks that have come my way but doing them I start to feel stressed.
I need to remind myself that I am injured and that I still cannot even type with my bad finger.  Taking it easy with the finger for now is probably the right thing to do.  It’s probably OK to just chill out, dabble with things and watch movies.
I guess I’m just frustrated that my priorities this year seems to be more about doing less rather than working smarter.
As I said to my mum on the phone today, I’m just at a stage where both my swordfighting and writing are in a lull – the swordfighting because of the finger, the writing because I’m waiting back on feedback.  And these things combined have just made me feel like I’m being lazy rather than doing something sensible like prioritising the finger and my return to health.
And this is why I’m a lousy patient:  because I get grumpy if I’m doing stuff that makes things hurt, and I get bored if I’m not doing anything.  I’m pretty much convinced that I’ll go sparring on Sunday just to test out the hand and then go from there as to whether I pull out my competitions or not.
If you want to follow more of my journey, then be sure to check me on my social channels.  Likewise, if you’d like me to expand on any point mentioned above, please say so in the comments.

Twitter: @figures
Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/adrianfaulknerwriter/ Instagram: AdrianFaulkner Snapchat: adrianauthor

Past Issues: 389 | 388 | 387 | 386 | 385 | 384 | 383 | 382 | 381

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