The Good With the Bad

The launch of my Magic Johnson biography arrives today and I and the launch are already in serious trouble. On Oct, 2, while helping my son move, I ruptured my quad, a horrific and gruesome knee injury that required surgery to reattach the thigh tendon to my knee. Rehab for a man my age could run as long as 18 months, but I’m hoping will clock in at somewhere around a year.

I am largely immobilized with a brace that runs almost the length of my leg. Somehow I’m going to hobble to a talk this evening at Book No Further, our fantastic independent bookstore here in Roanoke, Va., but all my plans and desires to appear at other locations, such as Lansing, Michigan, where Johnson grew up, are on hold until we get a sense of the landscape. Before you jump to sympathy for me, let me redirect the get-well wishes to wife Karen who bears the burden of an immobilized spouse. Fortunately, a goodly portion of launches has always involved radio interviews and now the all-important zooms. Meanwhile, I’m still scheming how to get out on the road and launch my Magic project the proper old-school way. I had my long-damaged right knee replaced in 2019 so at least I am familiar with the terrain. Cheers.