Diary

Dear Diary, Just waking up in the morning gotta thank god. I don’t know but today seems kinda odd. No barking from the dogs, no smog. And momma cooked a breakfast with no hog. 😀 Just playing. If you got the above reference (today’s entry title should have made it click), then we can definitely…

Dear Diary, Most of my day was spent writing and researching. The book I’m currently writing under a pen name (the last one before I can get back to my erotica!) is an old one that I dusted off and decided to bring to life. I have to write a story with a soft deadline…

Dear Diary, So, I woke up today to a cluster fuck of situations: the power, house phone, internet and hot water was off, and my big brother couldn’t get through to the power company to get them turned back on. He left messages, but for some reason couldn’t get through to a live person. It…

Dear Diary, First of all, thank god the holidays are over. When you’re an author, sales usually swan dive during the last few months of the year, and even though November was reasonably typical, December was absolutely brutal. I thought Amazon’s reporting tool was broken at first until I researched the matter a bit and…

Dear Diary, Usually, writing comes as naturally as breathing. But not today. Today my mind seemed to go everywhere but on my current writing project. I was all over social media, picking on my brother with weird text messages while he was at work, and playing Animal Crossing: New Leaf on my 2DS XL. I…

Dear Diary, So, I gave birth today. I finally finished publishing, promoting, and plotting the next book for my romance book pen name, and it feels a bit like what I’m told giving birth feels like: a lot of discomfort, yes, but also a deep sense of exhausted accomplishment when its all said and done.…

Dear Diary, You ever have one of those days where everything just makes you stop and reflect? Where even the simplest, most mundane things seem to give you pause and almost force you to ponder them? Everything just seems to have more significance, deeper meaning, and life in general just seems to have a surreal…

Dear Diary, When I started writing erotica a little over a year ago, it was as a side-project to my regular writing. I’ve always had a bit of a freaky side, but I could never let that loose in my normal writing. See, I never saw erotica as a real genre. I basically only wrote…

Dear Diary, I’ve said it before, and I’ll repeat it: I hate the first of the month. So many author tasks erupt on my to-do list that it’s surreal, and ensures that my entire day will be spent doing nothing but checking them off. Sure, having an assistant definitely helps, but not when she’s always…

Dear Diary, I’m writing this entry exceptionally early because I doubt I’ll be home soon enough to write one at the usual time. Or even today. See, the Nichols clan is going out to a string of places, and Natalie is already trying to get me to drink. And we haven’t even left the house…