Might I request a golf clap?

Seriously, my lovelies, I have been a shitty writer lately and all I feel I deserve is a sarcastic golf clap. I have had nearly two weeks of freedom from the day job, and I have written fuck all. Hell, I haven’t even read anything. I finally have the time to devote to my passion, and my goddamn brain shuts down.

Why does this happen? Why am I not hammering out a full-length novel, or halfway through my TBR pile? I hate my brain sometimes, man. Now here I sit, three days left of my vacation, and I am just now able to cough up a blog post. This sucks. My brain is a total asshole.

I did succeed in moving all my books away from Amazon. I unpublished them a few days ago. They may still show as available, since Amazon may still have copies. When those sell out, though, my work will no longer be for purchase on Amazon. Yes, I know this will limit my reach, but I am not okay with many things about that company; mainly, the way they treat indie authors. Things look incredibly easy over there, but if you read the fine print, they are truly trying to take ownership of your work. If you don’t protect yourself, you could end up in a real bind. Greedy fuckers. My work is now available through Barnes & Noble’s online store. Hopefully soon, I will branch out to other book sellers. Each listing requires a new ISBN, and those aren’t cheap. So, for now, you can purchase my work here:

I suppose that is all I have for you today, my lovelies. If you haven’t yet, go listen to me babble about myself on a recent episode of the From Page to Scream podcast! They are incredible! I am like the little nerd that got taken in by the cool kids. Their podcast is definitely worth following.

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Creator of the Twisted Libra Cemetery, and lover of all things macabre!

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