So I might be a little bit stressed out right now. Small, tiny, wee bit more than usual. Maybe? Perhaps.
Work stuff defo contributed. For those who have been asking for a million years, (sorry!) some more of my stuff is now available in paperback. I do not like them, but they’re there. Six individual books in the Chaos series, and then one giant monstrosity bundle for the three Lost Souls books. It was not a fun experience, but here’s hoping I learned something for next time 😀
For the audiobook lovers, I continue to feel sorry. Irish writers were recently allowed to dabble in the audiobook production thing, but from what I can gather, there’s a serious lack of Irish accents. I know I’m picky, but just no. It’s not worth it right now.
I did get my Evans Pack series bible done though! That wasn’t fun either, but the fact that it’s over for now puts a bit of a rosy glow on the whole thing (until I remember I still have to finish Ava’s, and that’s going to be much harder). I made a bunch of notes for Harbinger, and I did a pass on Sleepwalker with the changes, and I’m starting to feel a little less like it’s the worst thing I’ve ever read. But only slightly. 😀
In non-work stuff, I took my eldest out of school before the end of term because I was sick to death of him being bullied, like, every day for fucking years. He’s an easy target because of his particular needs, and I’m less than impressed with the way it’s been handled. I’m rolling up my sleeves, (highly recommend not getting me to this point) but that’s a tale for another day. In the meantime, he’s had a break away from the torment, and his smile is back. I missed his smile. And the singing to himself when he thinks nobody’s listening. You can almost see the weight lifting off his shoulders. He’s going to officially turn into a teenager very soon (although he’s the only child of mine who doesn’t act like they’re already one), so I’m highly motivated to make sure he can say goodbye to the bullshit for good.
As for everything else? My eldest dog is going senile, the car is being… problematic, the gas for the cooker just ran out (so dinner will be… erm…), the heating oil is no more, my laptop battery needs to be replaced, and after a delivery was missing an item, the company needs ID, a written report, info on the safety of my location, the name of my first crush, the colour of my underwear, and probably what’s left of my soul before they’ll even let me get past an automated response.
So, yeah, maybe there’s a little stress happening up in here. 😀
On the plus side, the real world stress makes it easier to retreat into fake world stress, so Firestarter, here I come. Have a better week than me!