Good morning everyone,
I’ve made a full recovery and I’m ready to deliver a seven-chapter week!
Not just this week either but I plan to keep up this pace until the first book officially goes live on Amazon.
Being sick for a few weeks was rough, I won’t lie. But focusing only on editing helped a lot… though that wasn’t the only reason I bounced back.
You see, the Governor’s wife finally returned from her “little” shopping trip — apparently a thousand year pilgrimage to every luxury store in the endless empire. She was not pleased to find in such a miserable, half-feral state. Thankfully, she’s a very empathetic woman and imdiately understood the deep artistic suffering I was going through.
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Don’t get the wrong idea — I’m still locked in the writing dungeon. But now she brings what she calls “liquid cocaine” every morning, and let tell you, it works wonders. The words just fly out of now. Sotis I even find myself giggling manically while typing. It’s great. Really. Totally healthy.
Now the chapters are pouring out faster than my coffee consumption, and I couldn’t be happier. I hope you’ll be just as excited when you read them!
Normally, I don’t get much news from the outside world (the dungeon doesn’t have windows, apparently that “affects productivity”), but that changed too. The Governor’s wife, in her infinite benevolence, installed a massive TV down here.
She insists we watch her favorite soap operas together — sothing called Love, Lies & Llamas. Not really my thing, but at least I can now see the news. Yesterday I caught a report from Chad, who very confidently inford that many people having a hard ti at the mont.
But even if you lose faith in yourself, know that the Endless Empire will always believe in you.
This lowly author definitely will.
Glory to the Endless Empire!
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