Sometimes the universe conspires against you

Dear Diary,

I put the nail in the coffin to Voyeur: Season 2, Episode 2, created a Patreon quick reference chart for the rewards each tier gets and when, and finished off next month’s newsletter. And then, just to put the proverbial cherry on top, I signed a few books for a Patreon subscriber and processed all the email that had been building up these past few days. I figured I deserved a bit of a rest since I’m still nowhere near 100% yet.

So I stripped naked, turned all the lights off, and jumped in bed with Anne (who was already snoring away).

And then her phone rang – some spam call in Spanish. And then her phone rang again – her doctor confirming today’s appointment. And then again – the place doing her MRI tomorrow informing her that her insurance is refusing to pay for it. And then my phone went off – unidentified number (I never answer those). And then someone knocked on her door with a package, requiring me to scramble-dress.

I finally just said fuck it and went back to the computer to start on tomorrows author tasks.

A bit of self-reflection here: I’m not the kind of person that was designed to simply not do anything. Even if I try, it never works out for me. It’s like the universe is conspiring against me or something. 😭

Anyway.

The end of the month is coming.

Which means the release of another book, in this case a collection entitled Good Girls Gone Bad. It also means the onslaught of author tasks, so don’t be expecting to hear much from me until after the first. 😭 Regardless, know this: I love all of you. And you are straight-up rock stars for reading. 🤘

Thank you.

For reals.

#Alexa

 

“What do I know about sex? I’m a married man.”

– Tom Clancy