Hey blog. It's been awhile. I mean, I've been sporadically elsewhere, but mostly I haven't been doing much creatively. The biggest reason is probably that my dad was in a fatal motorcycle accident in August, and I haven't been doing well emotionally since. I haven't been writing much, though that might be partly because I started Abigail's second book and she's a bitch to write. Literally and metaphorically. She's just kind of an asshole.
She should be nicer to me, though; I've given her a lovely lady love interest this book!
I'm back on anti-depressants as of last week, which has been strange. I haven't needed to take pills to control my depression since high school, but I feel like an emotional wreck the last six or so weeks, so I figured it was time to hit the psychiatrist and see what could be done. I'm still in the adjustment period where the side effects are running rampant. On the plus side, I have almost no appetite, so maybe I'll continue losing weight like I want! On the bad side, being physically repulsed by the idea of eating means I don't get any food in me and I just want to sleep all the time.
Oy with the poodles already.
In publishing news, things are starting to rumble. Mixed Feelings is due out in November, which is handy since that's when the book is set. The galley is in the hands of bloggers and I've gotten some very sweet praise in twitter already. That totally blew my mind. I hoped everyone would be able to love Gwen despite her flaws (so, so many flaws) but to hear praise before the book is even out is like... whoa. (I can say, "whoa" because I share a birthday with Joey Lawrence. And... with Hitler. I've got a lotta range.) Hopefully I'll have more concrete announcements soon and the blog will be active again. Hopefully I'll be active again. I think I slept about 60 hours between Friday and Sunday this weekend.