A New Start - Site Update
2020 was a terrible year. I know it’s shocking to hear me say it, but 2020 was downright gross.
Oh, you too? What are the chances?
My poor attempts at humor aside, 2020 was a year of incredible turmoil for me. My closest confidant moved out of state, my daughter and I both had Covid, and my creative energy was completely spent on my dead-end job. It was a good paying dead-end job, but dead is dead. Speaking of death, RIP my career in Insurance. Oh yeah, I lost my job.Although, I don’t feel like I have lost anything. I had an official nervous breakdown exacerbated by both my manic depression and my degenerative brain disease. I just couldn’t do the job anymore. I also couldn’t write. 2020 is the first year in the last five that I haven’t published a new novel. So, long story short (too late), I sought help. I was introduced to a life coach and to a nice dosage of anti-depressants. Things got better. Shocking right?
I went on to lose 40 pounds in 5 months. I also finished the final novel in the Killing Heart series, which will be published in the next few months. I have begun work on a new young adult horror novel and a body-horror short story collection. I have been sculpting three to four hours daily along with building my Instagram account up. I am making preparations to overhaul this site and provide more reviews and multiple entries each week.
It still doesn’t feel like enough.
So, the Missus and I decided to sell our house, taking advantage of the hyper inflated market in our home state, and will build a custom home across the country. A home that we were able to purchase cash. On my 23rd birthday I bought this house and on my 35th birthday I signed a check to pay off a brand new house customized for us. We don’t have much family there and we don’t have any friends, but we will have space. I am a child of the desert, and I’m sad to say the desert is dying. Asphalt and concrete ruined the climate making night as hot as day (It was 102 degrees at 7pm when I put my daughter to bed last night). McMansions are everywhere and the steep cost of living is just a slap in the face. I am going to have a house with a backyard that opens up into the woods. A natural creek runs off just behind the property. I will be able to build a full production studio in the area for our guest house. I guess that’s a longwinded way of saying:
I’m a professional artist again!
Well, at least as soon as November rolls around. When the house is complete, I will be able to dedicate eight hours a day to my various skills. I’m going to bundle all four Killing Heart novels into one volume and pitch it to publishers again. I am going to convert the series into screenplays and try that route as well. I’ll be able to set-up the recording studio for the audio books. Everything is coming together.
I went through 5 horrible years of no success. I didn’t even have an inkling of light in the darkness.
Now, I’m free.
So, expect slightly less mediocre things from me in the future.
PS. I guess that’s me talking to me?
PPS. Does anyone else read this thing?
