This is one of the most difficult things I’ve been coming to realize over the last couple of years: I can’t write anymore. It has been so difficult to admit this to myself that I have barely even considered admitting it to anyone else.

It’s not that I’m losing the ability to create prose. Whether it’s good or bad, interesting or boring, properly punctuated and grammatically correct – or a miserable mess – I can create prose. I just can no longer commit it to paper with handwriting.

I’m losing my ability to physically record my words on paper. I can type, and I do a great deal of my work and writing on computers and tablets and my phone. But I feel a sense of loss.