Bad reviews.

Horrible onslaught of imposter syndrome.

Formatting errors because your brain is disabledaf like that.

These are some of the things that can add a low to my bookworld.

But do you know what I really, really could have done without this week?

Not another review telling me how much my FMC rubbed them the wrong way and making me question if they’ve met a neuro-spicy person before, ever.

Not the fact that I uploaded one book with odd chapter numbering and didn’t catch it until now.

Not the fact that I think I should be “further” ahead than I am now, whatever that means.

At the start of this week, I injured my hand.

The hand I use to type and write. My finger swelled four times its usual size and hurts like a mother.

All the other stuff? I can roll with. Bad reviews? Cool ,I’m glad you took the time to give me a try! I’m getting better at formatting and have someone to check all future books – this error was an upload problem that’s easy to fix on the novella that doesn’t sell much, anyway.

Imposter syndrome comes and goes but how readers are connecting with Five Days to Be Mine is giving me life.

But the hand?

My hand?

I need that, dammit.

Aren’t I disabled enough? *rolls eyes* *snorts*

This injury will heal and in the meanwhile, I’m fighting to write two bonus scenes and get back to Ares and Josie.

it’s been a week.