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#1227: Willa Cather to Zona Gale, May 23, 1934

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⬩W⬩S⬩C⬩ Dear Zona Gale1:

Your note to me, saying that you would be in town2 for a while, came when I was down at Atlantic City3. I will tell you why you have not heard from me. Early in February I sprained the large tendon of my left wrist, neglected it, and in consequence got up a very bad inflamation there. My wrist has been in splints all winter. I still have to put on my splint every night and for part of each day. The thing has never made satisfactory progress. As I was not able to work at all, I put in a great deal of time with doctors, diathermy men and massage, but was not very richly rewarded for my zeal. I have come to think that these experts cannot hurry nature very much. Fortunately, my new book4 was well on the way toward completion, and now I expect to stay in town through June and finish it.

In spite of being so incapacitated, I have managed to do a good many things I wanted to do, and for the past six weeks I have been fairly comfortable, though terribly clumsy. One of the things that I most regret is that I did not get a glimpse of you while you were in New York. You will give me a chance to see you when you are here next winter, won't you?

Always affectionately yours, Willa Cather

P.S. By the way, I am supposed to be out of town and far away. To get anything done just now, I have to keep my presence in town a secret.