I have spent the last three days editing a book on-screen, not quite 24/7 but it feels like it. And it wasn’t the manuscript, it was a PDF of the designer’s version. Talk about sub-optimal.
As Ringo or John Lennon (even Ian MacDonald in his magisterial Revolution in the Head is uncertain) screamed at the end of recording “Helter Skelter” for the White Album, “I’ve got blisters on my fingers!” Except in my case it’s blisters on my eyeballs.
So, apologies in advance for probably no posting and no responses to comments for a day or so.