Something major happened with one of my books a few days ago. I’m still very upset about it, so I would rather not go into it. It’s one of those things where I remember why I hate people. Someone offers to help, and they end up completely fucking you over, worse than if they’d never helped at all.

I am trying to keep going. I still hope that one day I might get some readers, and maybe even more than 10 sales in a calendar year. I am not a confident person or a positive person. That’s why I rarely talk about myself online. I know that no one wants to hear about my severe mental health issues, and I must never tell anyone how I really feel.

Anyway, sorry to be negative. I had planned to put up the pre-order for book 17 of Only the Inevitable today, but everything has been pushed back. I am attempting to be resilient.