I’ve been enjoying the writing I’ve been able to do over the last week. It’s all for me, so I’m just letting the words flow. There’s even been character development, which is something that I wasn’t expecting, but it is a nice little exercise for getting my energies flowing back through the keyboard again. And that’s all that matters at the moment.

This week has also been buoyant for sales, which is nice. Especially as I’ve been putting exactly zero effort into marketing at the moment. Watching the different corners of the globe that I’m gathering readers and fans is always interesting. I’m always amazed at the sort of locations that people want to read my books from, particularly the sorts of regions that would ban the books outright if they ever appeared in a physical bookstore. I’m glad that I can bring a little bit of freedom and escapism into the lives of my readers in those countries.

I’ve also been kept happy by Facebook. It keeps throwing up someone I know through other channels as a potential friend. I am very careful to keep those two parts of my life very, very, separate, so much so that there is zero overlap (as far as I can tell) between the existing friends groups, and there is no known relationship between either profiles. The only thing that I can think of is that they are fans of a book genre that I never could have imagined. Again, I’m glad that I can reach into a private part of someone’s life with my words, and it makes me smile inwardly every time I get to see them.

There isn’t really much else to cover this week, but I’m happy to be back being me, again.