I know another year has passed me by and sadly no new books are out. I have not given up on publishing but have had to take time away. If you wonder if I still write. I do and I try. It is hard. The truth is after the last round of shit with the publisher who screwed me over, it killed my words. I found that I had lost them. In this industry if you are not publishing books on a regular basis you slowly are forgotten and become irrelevant. People forget your previous work and move on. It is scarry because I have no idea what I myself will walk back into when I start to publish again. I want to self publish and the truth is, I just don’t have that kind of money to be able to also do that. After all the publishers screwing me over I have lost trust in going back to another publisher. I miss creating my stories. I misd my words. I miss it. I miss it more than you will ever know.
(Unsure if anyone cares or will bother to read this)