Inspired by Bauby

My husband ordered an amazing movie last night on pay-per-view, The Diving Bell and the Butterfly.  It's an autobiographical film, based on the book by the same name, of Jean-Dominique Bauby.  Bauby was editor-in-chief of Elle until he suffered a stroke in December 1995.  He emerged from a coma 20 days later, intellect intact but almost completely paralyzed.  He had some movement in his head and eyes, one of which had to be sewn shut.  He dictated his book by blinking his left eye to select letters as a transcriber recited the french language frequency-ordered alphabet.  It took 10 months, dictating four hours per day.   He died of pneumonia two days after the book was published in french. 

I've been percolating a book in my head for a few months.  After watching this movie, I've decided to just go ahead and write it.  And if I utter even one word of complaint in the process, all I have to do is remind myself how incredibly difficult it was for Bauby.  That should shut me up.