Wow. It’s been a long time since I updated. I’m sorry about that and I think maybe I should explain a little.
2013 has been all around a crappy year for me. It began shortly after loosing my 22 year old cat and started with a bunch a dead electronics. It hasn’t really improved, either. By August, I’d lost my other cat and the abandoned cat that had moved in, plus more electronics died. This was topped off with some personal family drama that just won’t seem to end and has made this just a bad year.
At this point, I really just want the year to end and be gone. I’m tired of things breaking or dying. I’m tired of feeling completely unmotivated, and I’m tired of feeling like nothing in my life is ever going to go anywhere. I need to get back to blogging and working on marketing.
The problem is, I really hate blogging. I don’t like talking about myself. Sure, I can talk for hours about my writing and I’ll be happy to tell you the entire plot of my next book. Ask me about my cats or the dogs I take care of, and I’ll chat your ear off.
But those aren’t about me, and blogging is supposed to be a bit about you. This is what I see recommended everywhere for promoting yourself as an independent, self published writer. I just can’t seem to force myself to do it. Not regularly, anyway.
But I need to do it. I need to climb out from under 2013 and get this up and going again. Maybe the year won’t seem quite so bad if I can just get this going again