Hermit

I know my diary entries have been crap these past few days, but honestly, when I’m sick the last thing I want to do is sit down and write. I don’t even write fiction – I just kind of curl up into bed and go all fetal, only getting up when I have to use the restroom or force myself to eat something. I rarely socialize, don’t go anywhere, and basically just hermit myself until I get to feeling a little bit better.

And I am feeling a little bit better today.

I think I got Anne sick, though, which really sucks, because she already has enough health problems as it is. Oh, and the bestie accused me of getting her sick too, but she’s always sick, so I doubt I had anything to do with it.

I modified Qedesha (Sacred Prostitution) from all my beta readers comments and am anxious to yank it off Smashwords and upload it to Amazon come Monday. After that, I’ll make an audiobook/paperback version of it, then jump to my next project.

Speaking of audiobooks: I have a handful of audiobooks that just finished being made and are awaiting approval, so be expecting them to be announced soon. My narrators are seriously awesome people!

Anyway, back to bed. I love you all.

#Alexa