May has been... an interesting month so far (and we're only one-third of the way through. Phew!).
If you're friends with some authors on Facebook or Twitter, you've probably seen the insanity and the accompanying hashtags. It's not my intention here to go into the matter; there are plenty of places online to get the details. And while I did a little rage-venting on my own profile, I don't want to publicly feed into this riotous frenzy while the courts and attorneys are working toward a resolution. I do, however, want to take a moment to say that the indie author community is a supportive, close-knit group that I'm proud to be a part of. And it's because of readers like you, who choose to support not only myself but so many authors who work hard and try to give you the best possible books.
Okay, moving on.
So, what have I been up to? Well, I've been buzzing around, prepping for my trip to Philly this weekend. I'll be at Unmask the Romance in Phoeni…
Melanie Ting and I go way back, to when we were anonymous authors posting serialized stories on-line. We talked about writing and bonded over hockey and cats—which, incidentally, are two of Mel's favorite writing topics. She's just released her second full-length novel entitled Hockey Is My Boyfriend, Part One. The synapsis:
Wouldn’t it be great if you could tell exactly what a guy was like…
before you went on a date with him? Kelly Tanaka can. After years of
playing hockey with guys, she believes that how a guy acts on the ice is
a good indicator of how he’ll be as a boyfriend.
So far, she’s only used this superpower to help her girlfriends,
because Kelly’s not really into dating. However, when blond and
beautiful Nicklas Ericcson comes along, her theories are put to the
test. But then tall, dark, and smoking Phil Davidson insists he’s a
better hockey player and a better potential boyfriend. What’s Kelly to
Hockey Is My Boyfriend is a smart and funny journey into…
Listen. New Years always freaks me out. Any occasion that encourages me to look back at the past while simultaneously looking toward the future is just... super stressful. I've said it before (I say it at the end of every year!) that December is crazy between work and the holidays and social engagements.
My natural tendency is to think about all the things I didn't do and chalk it up as failing to accomplish my goals. As I reflected on my 2018, I went back to read last year's blog post about my 2018 resolutions, and I kept it simple last year: rein in my spending. And, in some aspects, I accomplished that. I cut down on ordering pizza when I felt too lazy to cook, I didn't add (very much) to my TBR pile by buying books I knew I wouldn't immediately start reading, and I only saw a handful of movies in the theatre (of course I made exceptions for Marvel movies, and my mom and I went to see Book Club because it looked too good).