To The Beautiful 11!

I want to thank each and every one of you for even subscribing and reading. You’re amazing! You keep me going, seriously. Without you I’d have no reason to continue, so again, thank you. Also, your patience hasn’t gone unnoticed. I finally posted another P&p chapter after taking a minute off. i had to focus on publishing my first book for about two weeks but it’s out now! I’m incredibly proud of myself for blogging this long and publishing. If you’ve read my older posts then you know just how scared I was to publish.

Now that it’s over and done with, I can’t wait to put my second book out there. I’ve written and finished about 44 novels. Will I publish them all? Maybe. I don’t know yet. Most of them are in the same universe save for five, Last year, I dabbled in first person pov and monster romance for the first time ever. I’m quite sure I’ll publish that title in the fall. Anyway, I just wanted to let y;all know that I am stil here! I won’t disappear on you without notice. I’m not the sort to leave a story unfinished, that actually chaps my whole ass. It makes me itch and feel like a quitter. So, Patchwork and Pitchforks will go on! I think this web novel is great because I’m a planster and at this point, the story can go anywhere.

As we explore Indigo Plains and Ravensguard keep in mind that I have no idea where we’ll end up. Thanks for taking this journey with me! And once agian, THANK YOU, WONDERFUL ELEVEN!

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.