An old editing injury

I don't write much about my work, because editing is wicked boring, people. Do you really want to know about commas, perverse abbreviations, or the tyranny of the semi-colon? I think not. But on days like today, when I'm pushing toward a deadline, and I've got nothing but hours of formatting and proofreading ahead of me, I want to share my pain. And share it with you. And not just the metaphorical pain of bad writing, no. The very real physical pain in my left shoulder that comes from hours in front of a laptop. But do I get to enjoy days hanging out on the DL? Chillin' in Pawtucket? No. I get a few more hours with my computer. Luckily, it is so very, very pretty.