It’s black coffee night for me. After a long, exciting day I need to relax next to you and detox. Come, join me on the yellow chair near the bookshelf and stage. The coffee house is empty this week – I blame it on the sudden good weather or the fact that most bloggers are in the midst of great projects.
The day started relatively well with my daughter’s birthday cake turning out pretty good.
She was so pleased with it, she decided to take photos of the cake which made me feel very proud of my efforts. You see, I haven’t baked in quite a long time and this was the first cake I’ve made in about one or two years. So, yup, pleased with my effort!
Once the morning run was done, I sped home to power clean the stinky hole we call a home and throw it back into a civilised state after a weekend of vegging. Unfortunately, in my rush, I assumed the sprogs had cleaned their rooms, knowing that I had threatened them that we were going to have a person come round to give us a quote on some work. To my horror, I led said gent up the stairs to take a look at the bedrooms and lo and behold the most embarrassing sight met my eyes. I won’t go into any detail out of pure shame, but let’s just say I had to apologise for the state of the sprogs’ bedrooms. He just smiled and assured me that he hadnt noticed anything. Well, I did and I bet a blind man would have sensed something was wrong with their bedrooms (probably after tripping over toys and dirty clothing strewn across the carpets). I was mortified.
Once the gent had left, I settled back down to work on my book and made good progress. I’ve had to link different chapters so that they make more sense to the main story and added extra detail for some of the characters. Compared to The Iron Pendulum, The Pink Mask will give more depth to the characters and their back stories. I’m just hoping that after sending out more copies to the ether, some of my readers will leave a review of the book. It’s frustrating waiting for feedback, any feedback, on whether the book is good or not. So, with a not-so-gentle shove, please leave your reviews on my books. I would appreciate it so much and I do want to hear from you.
I’ve targeted more literary agents and have sent out more letters of hope. Oh, the life of a writer! We lead such glorious lives. Sometimes I feel like a character in a Shakespearean tragedy: awaiting my love to come save me but due to the idle meddling of associates, tragedy looms closer as love seems to drift further away!
On a positive note, I have a child who is a year older, our adventures as a family are continuing this year and I have a good idea who is going to get murdered in my next book!
So, with that in mind, give me the skinny on your weekend and what plans you have for the week.
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