Thanks for all the input yesterday. Sounds like more frequent e-releases followed by a print compilation make up my marching orders!
Guys, I wish I could put out BELLE CHASSE next week since it’s been written for a while now, but that decision is out of my hands. So I hereby pledge to keep you entertained while we wait for at least another year. Deal?
Thanks, too, for the support yesterday. What a totally bizarre doctor’s appointment, playing patty-cake and drawing spirals. The good news? I do not have Parkinson’s; I would truly have been surprised if I had.
My self-diagnosis was spot-on. It’s a condition called Essential Tremors. Katharine Hepburn, one of my favorite actresses ever, is probably the most famous person to have had it, and as far as I know it never slowed her down. Eugene O’Neill had the condition, as did Samuel Adams–and he even had a beer named after him. LOL.
Ironically, although I knew the condition was hereditary and ran on my mom’s side of the family, I didn’t know until last night that my great-grandmother Ida Jaco had it. She, plus my other great-grandmother Drusilla Jane Harris, were, of course, where I got DJ’s name. So I guess the Jaco genes caught me. Kismet. Karma. Now that we know for sure what causes the shaky voice, which is a bigger handicap for me right now than the shaky hands, we move on. The hands can be helped with meds. Nothing much helps the voice. It is what it is, and it could be a hella lot worse. It isn’t debilitating or contagious or life-threatening. I have an 82-year-old aunt and an 86-year-old uncle with it right now, and they manage. So will I.
And now….I’m off to get some writing done since I’ve left my hero in quite a predicament!