Right now I feel as though I’m at the
bottom of a deep dark smelly pit. I know I have to get out, but I feel so tired
and weak. I knew this was going to be hard, John leaving, but I guess I was
hoping for it not to be.
Having the dogs here, which I expected to
make it easier, isn’t working. I feel like I’m making excuses it is difficult to work with them here, Snoopy
needs a lot of attention, but I wonder if I would get more done if they weren’t
here. Time will tell. On Saturday, they go home, while I’m off to Newcastle for the Byker
Books Radgepacket book launch (it’s in Newcastle, for
details see my page on Facebook – all welcome).
I think it hurts that John seems perfectly
content. Of course I didn’t want him to
be upset, it’s just that nothing seems to touch him.
I will get through this. I have to. Problem
is my publisher wants me to start pushing the book and I honestly can’t raise
any enthusiasm right now. I feel like I’m going through the motions when I
should be excited and raring to go.
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