Wow. A Russian Bear has been rated 400 times now on Goodreads! It's quite amazing to think that so many people have been reading my story about Tom and Mischa. Kinky bastards. Tom and Mischa, I mean, not the readers. Although... Well, let's just say that I truly appreciate people thinking a little outside of the box:).
Well, as you probably might notice from my choice of subject for today's blog post, things are a bit slow at the moment. Real life is good (not insanely busy, which is a pleasant change), and I had a nice spring holiday. Not much to tell, in fact. I wish I could say something different about the writing part of my life, but alas. Not much to tell there, either; I'm still trying to find the energy to do the last rewrites of the sequel to A Russian Bear. I will get there, I promise; I just need to make sure that I don't work myself too hard in the process. I'm becoming more and more aware of the negative consequences of stress, so I'm trying to keep my work load at a reasonable level - and for once, I'm succeeding. Well, I do have to finish reading a book and write a review, so I better get going now...
Oops. I was so busy whining about being sick that I completely forgot to put this up. But you still have a couple of days to get a book or two from Torquere Press' Easter Sale. Here's the announcement from Torquere:
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Oh, and I'm better today, even though I still feel like I'm 95 years old. Perhaps it was for the best; I hardly ever take time off without using it to work on something, so the last couple of days have been a rare chance to relax completely. Mainly because I couldn't do anything else, but hey, it worked.
So, there I was, three days ago: I had stocked up on delicious food, equally delicious brownies and a good book - you know, just to get warmed up before I began editing the sequel to A Russian Bear (yep. The same one I've been talking about for ages now). I was deep into Kate Sherwood's latest Dark Horse novel when I began noticing that it was really cold in my apartment. So cold that I was shivering, in fact. Well, it was a good book, so I kept on reading, and it wasn't until I had finished that I realized that I was sick as a dog. As in "somebody please take me out of my misery"-sick. Food poisoning, in other words. It turned out that the delicious, fancy food really was fancy - in a bacteriologically not so good way.
So, now I'm spending my precious days off being sick and not editing my book. And yes, I'm feeling really, really sorry for myself. As a matter of fact so sorry that I'm comfort-buying books. I need it, you see. For your information, Kate Sherwood as well as Vaugh R. Demont are really good reads (they actually kept me sitting up in bed - gasp!). Now I'll begin Alexandr Voinov's Dark Soul. I've read his Scorpion and loved it.
So, if you need comfort reads, those are good choices. And by the way, you should never begin three paragraphs in a row with a "so". Just sayin'. But I'm sick, so I'm allowed to.
I read and I write - everything from corporate to kink. My naughty fictional friends are always there to make my life interesting. And pester me, of course. Pesky creatures.