Saturday updatia

The path might be curvy and downright impenetrable, covered with bramble and thorns. And yet I still struggle, still hack my way through.

I suffered a slight burn out. Basically wanted to give up on everything. Tired by the drama in the SFF world (and the fact that being a non-US, non-white author having to expend energy trying to say something...) and work. I felt unappreciated, drained and unloved. The burnout set in.

So, now I am basically writing for the joy of writing. This wolf will discover the hunt once more. The joy of the hunt.