Seed Ticks

I really need to stop obsessively checking my sales on Amazon! Let me tell you why.

Yesterday was a fairly productive day writing-wise. For the first time in weeks, I got to buckle down and spend some time with my manuscript. I am preparing for a piano recital in November as well as preparing for a book launch, not to mention taking a full load of classes towards my master's degree. So my plate's pretty full. When I get some time to spend just writing, and I am able to get in the zone, it feels good. On top of that, I got a really great review yesterday, and I submitted an article for a special steampunk blog. So I felt like I had made some strides.

Then I woke up this morning and checked all of my various accounts, ready to knock out another productive day. Then I made the mistake of checking my monthly sales on amazon. They are up, by the way, which is good. But then I saw I had a return. And my good mood crashed and burned. It was just one so far this month. But JUST ONE is enough to burrow under my skin. It is like a seed tick. Small and insignificant, but infinitely annoying.

What? Someone didn't like my book? How DARE they?

WHY didn't they like it? What did I do wrong?

Then I realized that I've returned books before for a multitude of reasons. What goes around comes around, I guess.

But I won't let a seed tick get me down. I've got shit to do, and not a lot of time to do it in! But I had to get it out somewhere! Thanks for listening, world.

I think I'm going to take a social media break.

See y'all in November...

Or probably this afternoon, since I suspect that's how long my vow to stay away from my ipad will last. : )