I forgot to publish the blog post I wrote last month, so I’m going to ignore that and kick on with this one!
It’s been a weird couple of months. Not publishing Tainted put my schedule out of whack first of all. Then my phone broke, I burned through another laptop, and I thought I figured out a cool new schedule that actually worked for me, but once I realised I would be forced to dedicate February to editing, my enthusiasm kind of died a terrible death. Trying to plan out the entire year pretty much terrified me. My schedule is all pretty and highlighted and scary. I’m not a planner. I know how annoying that is to other people, but plans make my world go very wrong.
Anyway, what’s been going on is that I’ve been writing a crapton. Seriously, I don’t know what that’s about, but it feels good. The only problem is that I’ll write instead of editing all day long. I started a second new Ava book last week, but I’ve had to stop to edit Fade and Make You because time. There is none. Fade is going off to editing next week, so I’ll have to get cracking on finishing editing the third book in that series because that one’s scheduled for late March. Like I said. No. Time. And I still have no idea what I’m doing about covers for any of those books.
I did receive the proof copy of the print version of Soul. Amazon & Createspace did the cover and interior for me for free, which was super good of them. It’s already available on Amazon & Createspace, so that’s a relief! Here’s a small version of the cover (click on it if you want a better look):
My twins are about to come home, so I’ll leave you with a story my 3-yr-old just told me. This kind of stuff pops out of her mouth all day long.
Once upon a time, the dinosaurs caught me, and I escaped on a crocodile.
But then I sank, and I was dead.
Then a teacher saved me and let me eat my lunch.
Now I’m a wiggly worm.