Unfortunately it looks like the house won’t be ready and myself out of here till the 11th or 13th next month.
By that point my online presence will be dead, and my indie publishing nearly so. Sorry. I might also be depressive because I hate being away from my husband for so long. No, not hate, so much as I get a little more depressed every single day.
It is what it is. I have about five guest posts waiting, but the internet is so bad that anything online takes hours.
Meanwhile Barbarel...
Published on September 27, 2021 13:36