I now have, beside me, a stack of rough paper as thick as my thumb, scribbled front back side upside down twice over all in f(x)s and dee axes and whys and powers and,
oh my finger really hurts!
when I write too much a little plateau forms on the index finger of my right hand - because of the way I hold my pen, I suppose. It's been appearing for so many years, but it still never fails to fascinate me! Imagine a curve of deex/deey of positive 2 rising gradually to a maximum point of pokey skin 7/10 across the domain and sliding to a point of inflexion,
all on your finger! Perhaps they should confiscate my finger during math SA - for all you know, it's just the answer the challenge question is looking for.
Meanwhile, my nail tries hard to follow the undulations of the flesh. (See, I told you, it's not because I can't cut in straight lines!)
You must wonder why there aren't dents in my pen, seeing how hard I grip them. :/
But really, I have so many bruises in the queerest spots all over my right hand! There's the part between my thumb and index finger - loose skin that stretches taut when you reach out, like the webs between ducks' toes, there's my plateau-ed index finger, there's the bulbous fourth finger (I have to get larger rings just to get it over that bump by my nail!) and the sore pinky!
Haha bulbous sounds like an onion, and purple like a radish; I have a farm growing on my right hand!
There are pianists' hands, rickshaw pullers' hands, homemakers' hands, construction workers' hands, baby's hands. Is there space for a writer's hands?