I was intending to write the next part of the series about anxiety, but I accidentally wrote a story about a cake instead. I’m sorry.
The Story About A Cake
“Hello,” said the cake. “Have you ever met a talking cake before?”
This had many implications, including some interesting cultural exchange, another teenager to share the household washing-up burden that SO UNFAIRLY fell on my brother and I, and an extra excuse to go on lots of fun trips.
During one outing to a theme park, we came across a terrifying ride, called Oh Dear God Why Would You Go On THIS Are You A Total Fool.*
* I may not be remembering the name of this ride correctly.
It involved lying flat, suspended only by a thick elastic cord, and being pulled seventy feet in the air, and then being dropped towards the ground below. For “fun”.
I was visiting the rainforest (obviously). One day, I awoke at 5am to find an ant wandering along the surface of the mosquito net, inches in front of my face.
I watched it for a moment, half-dozing, listening to the sounds of the jungle while I slowly woke up… until I realised with a jolt… THAT ANT IS INSIDE MY MOSQUITO NET.
I responded calmly and rationally by flying into a complete panic.
Okay, so “I hope to release during January” was waaaay optimistic. Somehow I forgot that every single job takes way more time than you possibly imagined.
Anyway, the first print samples arrived today:
As soon as I’ve got the release date set I’ll be springing into action everywhere. I have a lot I’ve been planning to talk about here, but have been prioritising the work on finishing the book. I thought at Christmas that the manuscript was basically finished… how wrong I was.
Luckily, it now needs only very minor polish and the sorting of the printing problems, and then I’ll be tackling my big list of topics for blogposts in the lead up to launch (and afterwards, of course).