Sometimes life takes us by surprise. Something totally mundane and small has the ability to turn your entire world upside down until you find yourself in an uncontrollable tailspin, flailing helplessly as the fires of Hell get closer and hotter. Back in August of 2013, that small personal decision started unraveling the beautiful package that was my life. The snowball effect would be putting it nicely. My entire world was shredded. My friends were gone, my home was gone and I was left alone with no money and nothing of my own. At first I thought I could keep it together. I was determined not to let my personal life get in the way of my professional life I had created within the indie community but soon I had to make hard decisions. I had to accept the fact that my writing couldn’t support me and that paying my car payment was more important than paying my Photoshop subscription. Slowly things started to fade. Suddenly I wasn’t up until 3 am talking to readers and writing new stories, I was up until 4 am working for pennies at a dirty bar where my managers thought they could belittle me. I no longer had a beautifully designed office I was living in one room of a house quarantined to my room with 3 dogs while 3 aggressive dogs had free roam of the house just waiting for the opportunity to bite me or my animals. Then that ended. The one friend I thought I had threw me out like the weekends trash when she no longer needed me. When I was almost back on my feet I was thrown out again with nothing. A week later I was cleaning out a one bedroom hovel filled with some crack heads hypodermic needles because it was the only place I could afford. At that point I couldn’t even pay for stamps to mail presents to my best friend for her birthday or my parents for Christmas, much less actually pay for gas to see them. Eventually things started to look better, I found a new job where I was appreciated (when it was convenient for them of course) and slowly I was able to pay off the debt collectors blowing up my phone. I even landed the 2nd coolest job a girl could ask for, aside from being an author of course. Then came the excruciating pain and 105 degree fever at 11 pm. The kind of pain that makes you scream so loud you nearly shatter the windows. Kidney infection. Now, this would be the second time I’ve had a kidney infection in 5 years. One in a person is rare but 2 is cause for concern. 4 days in the hospital later and a referral to a kidney specialist I was back in my rat infested non-AC hovel. But that wasn’t getting me down. The end was on the horizon and I could not wait. My new job came with new perks like a paycheck that could set me and my family right and make sure that I would never fall prey to the same problems again and here I am today, back on the keys and typing away furiously trying to breath life into characters that haven’t seen light in 8 months. Hopefully they haven’t forgotten me and hopefully you haven’t either.
No, this isn’t a snippet from a new book. This is the real drama that has been my life for the last 8 months. It could make a pretty decent book though, maybe one day. Until then, I’m sorry for disappearing but I am back now and have enough saved to make sure that I can be all that you think I can be and should be Thank you for being readers, friends and family to me. Keep a lookout for some fun giveaways and new books coming from all new places I didn’t know I could reach last year!