I’m sorry. I am a horrible Diary keeper. I know I haven’t written in you in a while, most precious Diary, but I have an excellent reason for it: I’ve been writing! Just not in you. 😅 I’ve mainly been writing the sequel to Nephilim: Daybreak, and while it’s been a blast, I’ve kind of let my socializing slip. OK, kind of is a bit of an understatement. I’ve completely let my socializing slip, not only online but in the real world as well. I’m not sorry for this, of course, as the verbiage has been incredible (over the halfway mark, y’all!) but some of my online homies/homiettas have taken this a bit personally. And they shouldn’t. I’m a creative-type, and when I’m creating I’m the happiest, and don’t you motherfuckers want me happy? Don’t you?! 😳
Not that all my time has been spent writing, of course. I’ve also been enjoying the holidays and trying to console my bank account over Christmas present shopping. And, as always, spending time with Anne, time which we’ve primarily spent on Hulu catching up with episodes of Empire, One Tree Hill, and (against my will) Ghost Whisperer. Oh, and Law & Order SVU. And American Horror Story on Netflix. I swear I’ve watched more television hanging out with Anne than I have in my entire life combined! It’s a bonding thing for us, I guess. I love it.
Kind of like Anne’s fake left boobie. I love that sucker. So siliconey and pliant… I don’t know exactly when it started, but I commented a long time ago that her left boob looked more prominent than her right boob, and rationalized the reason to be, you know, silicone. So now on a daily basis I find a reason to slip Anne’s fake left boobie into our conversation. She hates it. See what being friends with me entails? See what kind of horror these poor suckers go through?! 😅
Anyway, back to the writing board for me. I’m obsessed with finishing this Nephilim story, and I can’t wait to get it to my Patreon peeps (and the rest of you guys later in the year). I’ll be leaking information about it as time goes on, including character sketches and a companion book. Etcetera.
God, I love being an author…
“I remained Ryan’s companion on the Hollywood party circuit, growing inured to sex and drugs before I was in my teens.”
– Tatum O’Neal