I've committed to publishing Loose Connection this month, and by hook or by crook I shall. My launch team is poised, with baited breath, on the edge of their seats as they await their eARCs. They're a great bunch. There they are, scatted all over the world, sending me lovely messages of encouragement. And that really is encouraging, because sometimes being an author can feel a little lonely at times.
For years I was in the day job and surrounded by colleagues, joining in the office banter. I liked that aspect of office life (okay, it was just about the only part I did enjoy). At times I do miss it, but I wouldn't give up my current situation for the world - although I didn't feel like that earlier today, when Word decided not to respond. I was making some last minute changes and it stuck two figurative fingers up at me. For a moment I wanted to jump straight back on that commuter train, tug on my serious working woman persona and go someplace with a half-decent IT support team. After some computer rage, and colourful language (hey, I'm writer, it's part of the job) and a cup of camomile tea - as caffeine would really have had me hitting the roof - things calmed down.
Last minute hitches, computer issues, things that need to be changed... these things have us pulling our hair out but they're the stuff of work, whether you're in an office, or squatting in a local café, I suppose.
Time for another camomile, and maybe a biscuit.
A E Ryecart
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