Losing my voice really has been a gift. I’ve rewritten eleven chapters of the twenty in my book since losing my voice, and that’s because I used my high energy time of day for writing.
I’ve sat at my computer working on the book, not talking on the phone or going out to run errands. I’ve stayed at home in comfy clothes and written, written, written, all day long. It’s almost 5:00 PM now and all I’ve done today is write, with a few short housework breaks and a couple of quick meals. I also walked to the mailbox and back. That’s it.
I don’t want my friends to think I don’t enjoy talking with them. I do enjoy it. That’s why I spend so much time checking in with them, seeing how they’re doing and what’s going on in their lives. I might have to delay my calls until late afternoon or evening, though. I’m not sure how I’ll like that, because I think of them when I wake up and want to contact them as soon as decently possible.
It’s clear that I need to exercise more self-discipline, though. I’m quite sure I can continue to keep my friends and family in my life just the same, and write a lot, too. Can I get away with doing less housework? Probably. Or I can use the evenings for that, when I don’t have the energy for writing. Throwing clothes in the washer or dishes in the dishwasher doesn’t require heaps of energy.
So the voiceless state I’ve been experiencing has taught me that I can write all day. I can and I will.