No doubt some of you have noticed my absence from the blog as of late. I've had health issues.
You may have seen my posts over the previous few weeks. I had to go
into the Emergency Room for heart trouble October 11th. I spent the
entire day in the ER basically and came home to rest. Then promised I’d
take the entire weekend off. I had no choice. It was pretty bad this
time around and next time I’ll go in sooner. Spending 14+ hours in Afib
is NOT fun.
But this week I have a neurologists appointment (today actually) and I
see my cardiologist on the 24th. For the record this is only the first
trip to the ER this year. Last year I was in twice, once for my heart
and another time for nerve issues.
The second trip occurred the day before Thanksgiving when I blacked out at Mission Pipe and woke up in the ambulance with the understanding I was working on an ulcer...
Writers in general aren’t healthy people. It’s not that we don’t
try, many of us do. It’s just that sometimes shit gets in the way.
Overworking, stress, emotional issues, living issues, and for a select
few, abuse issues (chemical) cause problems but still we persevere to
put out the books you’ve come to love and enjoy.
This is NOT an easy industry and if I COULD do something else it wouldn’t help. I’d be in music, HA!
At any rate, I've finished Saint in Sinner's Eyes and my agent, Saritza assures me that it’ll only take a little more work
to get Burning for Derrick where she wants it and then we can start
pushing it to publishers and editors. She’s pretty pleased with it and
that makes me feel really damn good.
The routine an author must establish gets hectic after awhile and change becomes a necessity when the body starts screaming stop. The problem is that in the mind, the mind only sees the need to put out the words, and this is regardless of genre.
One of my acquaintances just co-wrote her first book with a well known and up and coming author. She and I started talking recently and she said to me "I get it. Wow, my hat's off to you authors who do this full time."
I thanked her and told her it'd only get harder but the love of putting out stories that make you feel is why we do this.
Btw that risque picture is my way of pushing boundaries on today's post. Yeah, I'm that worn out.