After the shitstorm that was 2021, I really thought 2022 was going to be a lot better. And… it kind of is, in a way. We’re nearly halfway through the year and I’m still here, so that’s a plus. But I’m currently suffering from my 4th chest infection in 8 months and this has really impacted my writing.
However, there is a light at the end of every tunnel, that is unless I quote one of my fave groups Metallica who sing that “the soothing light at the end of your tunnel, is just a freight train coming you way-y-y-y.”
I am writing though and my next book is… not the one it should have been. Well, it might be as I have 2 on the go. The other good news is that I have written a short story for an Erotica anthology that is in the editing phase and will hopefully be finished in time to be included in the release later this summer.
So a mixed bag for sure. Come on, 2022, you’ve still got time to redeem yourself and make it a better year than the last. I mean, come on, it’s not exactly setting the bar too high now, is it?