I sit here typing this post with a tab open with over 200 items on it that I’d like to take a look at on my story.

My beta reader boyfriend is the best. He wants what’s best for me, even if it makes me cry a little inside.

Fortunately, most of these edits are quick or related – I can bang out about 10 a night, depending on which ones I choose. Apparently I spelled “catalog” the European way. That took 3 seconds to fix. Oops. Other issues included details about world-building that I took too far and made confusing or spelled out too much. Such is the case for science fiction stories. That’s why they take so dang long to get right.

My prospective book cover artist hopes he can have something for me in mid-July. I should have these edits completed by then. I’ve already knocked 20-30 items off the list. I’m in great shape.


My work offered me a promotion. It will look fabulous on a resume, pay well, and will definitely help my career going forward. A manager gave his two weeks’ notice and within hours, I was offered the job. Not just offered – they really, really wanted me to take the job. I’m amazing at what I do (sales), even though I have very little experience in construction. It took me time to accept, though.

I will be working ten hours per day and commuting for at least two – not the train kind of commuting where you can be productive, either. In addition, because I have to go to bed earlier, five of my writing/editing hours per week are gone. I’ve basically done this job before back in September and it reaked havoc on my health. But the kicker is that whether or not I accepted the title and pay, I have to do it. There are only two sales people in the office now, including myself.

When someone goes on vacation or calls out sick, it will be only me.

So yeah, if I’m working those crazy hours all of a sudden, anyway, and covering responsibilities, I’d be dumb not to accept the perks. Especially since this is the second time around. The position has very high turnover.

I woke up last night having nightmares about roof pitches for a particularly unhelpful customer. It’s totally understandable why people move on.

It’s an odd spot for me to be in, that’s all I can say. My friends feel bad for me. My family is elated – only because of how it could help me in the future. No one I know is actually pleased for me as a whole.

As for myself, I’m experiencing a deep imposter syndrome. I’m at a point in my life where I’m gaining some clarity on what I do and don’t want in my life. But I’m also realizing that sometimes, you don’t have much of a choice, and all you can do is push back against the tide.

Anyway, this being said, I won’t be blogging as much as I have these past couple of months. I’m still here keeping an eye on things, but I won’t be posting quite as often.

See you soon – hopefully!


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