Umm, yeah. I had big plans for bookiversary week. But since only me and a handful of friends really seemed to care, I figured why bother. Hell, I held a contest on my FB page with a $10 gift card and no one entered. I had plans for other things, but it's hard to throw a party no one is going to show up for. So, that's that. The books are still on sale for .99 dollars or pounds through Saturday night.
I also did some advertising. That was a rapidly deflating balloon.
But I'm still writing. I rolled over 24K last night. Still behind if I want to average 2K a day and have this done by the time my edits come back from J, but I'm feeling pretty good about the progress. The book is, of course, a hot mess. But I can fix words on the page. And I know how it's going to end.
I'm keeping my spirits afloat by listening to Andy Grammer. And fishing. And remembering why I started this self-publishing thing. I don't have a huge following, but people are reading my books and most of them seem to be enjoying the stories.
It's Valentine's Day and I'm here in my lovely home with my bestest and sweetest. There's money in the bank to pay the bills, buy the foods, etc. And I live in a beautiful place where eagles vacation and deer hang out in my back yard. It's all good.
What's good with you?