Yep, it’s that time of year and I’m participating.
There are over 350 books involved, and there are 4 sale pages:
Page One: 99c contemporary romance, erotica, and ffm books
Page Two: all other books priced at 99c
Page Three: all books priced at $1.99
Page Four: all books priced at $2.99 & $3.99
I know, I know, ya’ll are sick of hearing about the release of my books in foreign languages. Well, the truth of the matter is, I did all the hard work already when I wrote the darn book(s) and now, I’m simply marketing the work of others who took my work and turned it into something. The same thing with audiobooks.
Something that happened at the beginning of the pandemic was that I got fog-brain from having had the Alpha strain of COVID-19. That lasted two years until a reaction to the Covid vaccine (third shot) led to an MRI which led to the discovery of a schwannoma, in my brain. Fortunately, it was benign. All of this I’ve documented here on my blog where you can go back and read it as it was happening.
A couple of weeks ago, a well-meaning friend and I were chatting and she sent me an article that showed eight things that can result from having a schwannoma. Of the eight things, I had six of them, which made me paranoid. Fortunately, I had a doctor’s appointment for my yearly physical and the guy LISTENED and took notes. A lot of doctors I have found just give lip service or give you drugs, neither of which I want or need. I now have an MRI being scheduled, another type of check-up (ladies, you know those awful ones), and another being reviewed. Boy, is my insurance going to hate me, but, well, that’s what they are there for, right?
One of the things I would like addressed which is why the MRI and possible growth of the schwannoma is that I can’t seem to write too much anymore. I can’t concentrate. I no longer have that almost obsessive writing that allowed me to churn out a book every month or so. I never thought I would miss that. I have so many stories in me, so many started, but so few finished or near finished. It’s absolutely frightening for someone like me to think she might be losing her mind.
My mother died of a brain tumor, it looked like a spider web from the pictures I saw. My father died of dementia/Alzheimers, so my fear of losing what has been a beautiful mind, is real, and sometimes overwhelming. I cope with the day-to-day, but I need to write, I want to write, but the drive is not there as much as it once was. Gosh, if I could just finish what I have, use the fantastic covers I have created, I know a lot of you out there would enjoy what I have sitting on my laptop, waiting for that moment where I can produce what I used to.
K’Anne
Marissa y Reanne, después de años de fertilización invitro finalmente van a tener al bebé que tan desesperadamente buscaban. Hay una sorpresa sin embargo, no hay sólo uno, hay tres. Las futuras madres esperan felizmente poder contar a sus familias sobre los nacimientos inminentes. Desafortunadamente, la madre y el padre de Marissa se niegan vehementemente a aceptar esos niños extra. Creen que la descendencia múltiple es obra del diablo y harán cualquier cosa para librar a su hija equivocada y a su esposa de esta descendencia no deseada.
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K'Anne Meinel 