Summer Update

Good afternoon, y’all. I hope everyone is doing well. I know this heat is cooking our ass! I’m miserable with this broken AC situation. There’s no relief! Indoor or out, it doesn’t matter to me. Unless I’m at my full-time gig. Tomorrow is the day our air is going to be fixed, so fingers and toes crossed.
Everything is going well, but this is my summer update!

With another novella due in a little over two weeks, I will be taking a short break on Patchwork and Neon Red. Think of it as my summer break.
Juggling too many things at once is no good for anyone. And as it stands now, I want to get ahead of burnout. I keep that motha fucka at bay by knowing my limits as an author.
I know when I am approaching them, and when it is time to chill for a minute.
If I don’t, my stories will suffer greatly. And I don’t want that to happen with Patchwork. Neon Red is a completed series, but I do edit it each week, along with Patchwork. So, what does this mean? It means I’m taking a break starting tomorrow. I will drop one more chapter for Neon Red, then I’ll be gone until August 9th.
On that lovely day, you can expect both Patchwork and Neon Red to return!
I can’t wait to bring y’all new chapters and a fresh brain! With Neon Red and Patchwork, we are at the midpoint.
Remember, this is serialized fiction. It can run long or short depending on the series. Patchwork is brand ne;, Neon Red is not. I have a lot planned for Patchwork, so there’s no end date quite yet. Some will love this, others won’t. And that’s okay!
As always, I wanna say thank you from the bottom of my heart for reading these stories. It means the world to me that you are an amazing human for staying this long. Thaaankkkkk you so much! You are valued here.
With that said, I wanna wish y’all a happy few weeks, and I’ll talk to you soon. Byyyyye, bookies!✨🫶🏾✨

Keep On Keeping On

This month didn’t begin how I’d hoped. Before the election, I was filled with anxiety and now, I am trying to pick myself up. I am trying to write, trying to live, trying not to dwell on the future. It is hard! As a Black queer woman, I am TRYING to find peace while I stand in the aftermath.
This will be a rough four years and I don’t know what lay ahead. I can only hope the universe will see fit to align and intervene. This can not be it. I have faith in humanity and in our community but I am allowed a cynical moment. We are allowed to be angry with EVERYONE!
While the silver lining may not be within reach I must believe it is there. I have to keep my eyes on the horizon. This is not toxic positivity bullshit. I am not preaching, I am talking myself into power and strength. Which I, as an individual, need so very badly. I tend to lean toward pessimism but I don’t want to be that person right now. I can’t afford to think as I always do.
As I move forward in a nation divided I can only TRY MY FUCKING BEST to get along the only way I know how…
I will write word, after word, after word, until I make myself smile.