Well, it’s official… seven weeks ago was my last day at the job I used to go to in order to pay for editing and cover art (and little things like food and shelter, but MOSTLY editing and cover art… the important things in life…). It doesn’t feel like seven straight weeks, but can’t argue with math!
I think I’ve managed to get a lot accomplished in that time (a novel, two short story submissions, an audio short story release, and 40k words on two more novels), but unfortunately I am no closer to being a full-time paid author than when I started. I mean, aside from working on my portfolio, if you think of it that way.
Still, I’ve had pretty good sales (by my standards) of the recent novel, and hopefully that will result in people picking up other novels that I’ve written. And some people have picked up the book through Kindle Unlimited (it shows me the number of pages that have been read by people), so that’s great! Again, hopefully it inspires them to check out my other work, and as my body of work gets broader and deeper, more people will hopefully convert into future sales.
Anyway, the point of this is that after 7 weeks isolation, I’m still doing really well. Spirits are good, health is okay (not great, but I’ve started biking every day and that will hopefully help… although I’m only doing an hour most days, I’m going to increase that as soon as I get bike shorts that stop my butt from going completely numb!), and I’m pretty proud of how this whole time has been going.
I don’t know how much longer this pandemic will last, but I’m really happy with how well I’ve handled it so far. Here’s hoping I can keep that up!
Hope everyone out there is doing amazing (or as amazing as possible!), and staying healthy and safe!