Three weeks, I could not work. Which is now totalling about six weeks out of work. Driving me crazy, is what it is.
Masked Intentions goes live in nine days and I don’t have the final draft up. Not because I have been lazy or because it needs more work, but because I haven’t been capable of work for six weeks.
I think I had two days around Christmas before everything went to hell.
I haven’t been on social media or marketing or anything. My sales reflect that. And I can maintain that…
If I can work.
So now I have to make that all a habit again. Get back to working on all the things.
The moment everything was fixed, I went back to writing. But I’m now six weeks behind on my plan. That really messes with everything.
I couldn’t even write on my phone, so Death Mask isn’t written yet, it’s in a perpetual state of half-done chapter one. So I’m skipping ahead to chapter two and will return to chapter one later on.
On the computer, I’m writing the Signed trilogy, which resides in the Contracted world. This is Nate’s story, so m/m and bdsm, and all that explosion of crazy. I completely blame Nate and his Master. They kept messing with me so I figured I’d start the world up again to torment them and it all just came spilling out.
At Death’s Door will probably have to wait until March for release, so that I can do all the fixes that I was supposed to do over the last six weeks. It’s going to take longer because I can no longer remember what the fixes are. So now I need to read the entire thing before I can start edits so that I can get the bigger picture again and catch all the problems.
Because all I want to do is write.
Sure, I could ship this work out to someone else, but that costs money I don’t have, and I’m not earning from the books themselves. In the last month I’ve only sold one book.
Probably because I couldn’t do anything or access anything or get my head to work.
I’m on kdp select, and discovered that Contract Taken was up for free days. I’ve grabbed three and have moved a few free copies with the help of marketing and some from social media.
This morning the book was sitting at #9 on Amazon’s free-romance section. Suppose that’s good, but we’ll have to see how that goes.
A review blog somehow picked up my book and listed it. It’s weird because I don’t recall applying to them or anything of that sort. I’m not certain how I landed on that page, basically. They also made a “review” on Goodreads that was just the description.
I have no idea what their plan is, but I’m afraid to ask.
When everything was in the middle of breaking, Dorian did something stupid. He booked a trip to Cuba for the two of us at at five star resort.
I’ve never been to Cuba, and we all know I’m not comfortable being gifted expensive things. Hence why he’s stupid.
I appreciate it, I will try my darndest to enjoy the trip, but accepting such a gift makes me uncomfortable. Even if I had purchased the ticket myself, I’d probably be uncomfortable. That’s money I could put into covers or marketing.
I’m starting to sound like Beth. While I’m not certain that’s a bad thing, it does sound a little crazy. If I had the money to go to Cuba, I should go to Cuba. Experience for an author is absolutely necessary.
Who knows, it could spawn a story. I could end up writing a best selling novel because I want to Cuba.
Oh, but think of the promotions I could have bought with that money… Bookbub and ENT and all the things. Such shiny things.
Suppose a beach and all inclusive resort stay will have to do.