A glimmer of daylight ahead

Not feeling better, exactly. Just not feeling quite so deathly as I have been for weeks. This past four or five evenings, I could have written a bit. I didn’t, because I’m being super cautious and don’t want to sabotage or delay the recovery that I hope is coming.

So, still getting battered, but I’m hopeful.

And yesterday I had a phone call from Chris, who is one of my oldest and dearest friends. He’d just finished reading The Honesty of Tigers and wanted to tell me he loved it. #heartwarm 🙂

Grabbing a quick breath of clarity

Maps (photo by Andrew Neel)Still in relapse. It’s two months since the kids brought the flu home – “There ya go, Grandad!” – from their first week at school and that flu’s been gone for, I dunno, six weeks, so I really can’t avoid calling this a relapse.

“Sleeping” around the clock, big muscles and joints pain, and recurring infections that hurt horribly and give some cause for concern. Had to cancel a blood test this week because I couldn’t possibly get to the doctors. Couldn’t even get dressed properly, never mind make it down our front steps to the taxi. Didn’t reschedule the appointment. Pointless until I surface a bit.

So no writing. No creative thoughts. No worries. Too sick to worry.

Not even concerned that sales of my two 2016 indie novels have flatlined on zero for the past 28 days. That isn’t something I can do anything about, so… whatever.

Had intended to publish my SFF Collection before Christmas, but that’s in the same category as the flatlined sales. Out of sight beyond any possible control of mine.

Same thing with my two returned-to-me novels Gifted and A Flight of Thieves. Even if I don’t get to write another book in my life (which I don’t think will be the case, but for the sake of argument…) I want to release/re-release those three titles because at the moment my Books page shows only four titles available for purchase.

Want to get that back up to seven. That’s my mission as soon as I can sit up and think straight for more than ten minutes at a time.

Then there’s Sky Train. Sigh. That’s a bloody good story and I’m determined to get back to writing it.

Also a short UF novella I’m halfway through writing, with its end-of-December deadline. It’s good too, and I’d like to get into that anthology.

You know what? I’m woozy and exhausted after writing this, but it’s the best clarity I’ve enjoyed all week. I’ll end on that happy note. 🙂