I lost my login info. Just got this back (happens when a computer that you’d saved your login info and passwords on suddenly fails).
It’s also been a while since I wrote much. Between juggling teaching, parenting, wife-ing, and a chronic health condition, I just…haven’t had the energy. But that’s changing. I’ve only got to hang on for another…seven weeks, or so, and then I’m done teaching. Probably for good. I just. Yeah, I don’t have the energy, anymore. I can’t give it my best, because that leaves nothing left for anything else. I’m honestly glad I wasn’t offered a new contract, because I’m too stubborn to quit when I think students might need me.
My cover artist had…life…happen just after I’d finished Fire and Forge. She got married, then just over a year later, had her hubby arrested, and placed under house arrest for more than a year. When she finally got the cover art to me, we had our scanner go tits up. Then, after we’d gotten a new scanner but before we could set it up, we got the neighbors from hell move in next door, and we wound up moving eight months later. Now, I’ve got the cover art scanned in, I’ve done the third to last edit (next is for adding and/or tightening up scenes/language, then making sure there’s no copy edits in that). I’ll be publishing that, soon.
In the meantime, I’m finishing up Normalcy Bias, The Shrodinger Paradox, and likely Detritus, and will self-pub the first and last in the list. November, I’ll be seeing what I can write from first word to last. Because I actually acquired something I’ve been wanting for a bit over ten years: a desk of my own. And I was massively productive, yesterday, sitting and working at said desk.
Things are moving again, I promise.