Like sands through the hourglass, so are the weeks of our...
Early Grave went live in the wee hours of Thursday morning, so I didn't write or edit at all last week. I did some marketing posts, updates, and tweets. And I updated all the blogs so the cover image links to Amazon. And I updated the SCIU page over on Outside the Box. Busy busy.
Friday I saw on FB that my cover artist is booked through to mid-July, which sent me into a panic because I want to have her skills for the cover of Sleeping Ugly and I had planned on releasing that in August. I wrote her and asked her when she could squeeze me in, so I can plan for it. She wrote back and told me she can start my cover in mid-July and have it ready for my release in August. Whew. Then I spent Friday night and Saturday morning trying to figure out what I want on the cover. I totally was not in the place in my head to do that, but I think I finally shook something out of the monkey tree. We'll see.
I need to get to work on editing Sleeping Ugly so it will be presentable when my editor gets a space in her schedule at the beginning of June.
I contacted a marketing venue about some advertising next Friday. Except the form brainfarted. She hasn't gotten back to me yet.
Release day was a non-event. I sold one book and that was to myself. Someone read a few pages. I assume I know who that is and she's on such a tight schedule, she can only read a few pages at a time.
I went fishing yesterday. It was also a non-event. The first place I got a few bites but no fish, and then someone else showed up to fish there, so I went to my go-to spot. My go-to spot was so packed with cars and their trailers, I couldn't find a place to park, so I went home.
I've been reading right along now that I have a break in work. Nothing that really blew my skirt up last week, so I'm not going to bother with titles.
As for the 'getting healthier' thing, I've been doing it. To that end, I bought a new scale. And promptly discovered my old scale was off. :shudder: Stepped on the new scale and freaked out. Then I made Hubs get on the scale. Then I made Hubs get on the old scale. Yep, the old one was off. Eight pounds off. Which made me feel a little better because I had NOT gained 8 pounds. Makes me a little nauseous when I think about what I used to actually weigh, though. There I was all proud that no matter how much I'd gained, I still hadn't rounded the 200 mark, but that was a lie. Oh, well. I'm under 200 now, so that's all that matters. I also learned that my jammies weigh 3.5 lbs. Even better. Weigh naked, folks.
That's it for me right now. How'd your week go?