It is my great pleasure to bring to you the news that despite rumors to the contrary, I am actually still alive. Yes, it's true. Even I was beginning to wonder about that for a while there, when I spent almost my entire two-week Christmas holiday in bed. Oh, sure, I had to crawl out every couple of days to bathe, do laundry, and throw the odd casserole in the oven, but mostly I was lying in bed, medicated to the eyeballs (that part was rather nice, I have to admit) and watching whatever happened to be playing on the Space Channel. When, that is, I wasn't obliged to watch CNN, BBC and Worldfocus News, on account of having a news-addicted husband.
Eventually, it became necessary for me to leave my bed and drag my butt to work, where I lasted all of three hope-filled days before suffering a relapse and returning to bed. Added to these health complications have been other people's health complications, plus the fallout from the big snow that I mentioned in my previous post. Ah, I see a couple of heads nodding here and there. Frozen and cracked pipes? Insurance adjustors who don't return your calls for days because they're suddenly run off their feet with claims? Plumbers who refuse to crawl underneath your house until a restoration company has been in there to clean things up first? Restoration companies who put you on a waiting list? Telephone tag with absolutely everybody? Perhaps this sounds familiar to some of you. I don't believe I've mentioned recently how much I hate snow.
There have been other problems as well, really too many to list, at least not without revealing an uncomfortable level of detail about my personal and professional life, but the bottom line is that it has all been incredibly time-consuming, and the awful part is that it is Far From Finished. I just wish I could get my energy back. I'm confident that it will come back soon--I just don't know when.
This is why I can't make any promises at present about when I'll be able to update Slave to a Gladiator and Fake First Year Together: A New Day (May). However, when I do know, I'll tell you. I hope it's soon. In the meantime, I'm almost finished a Drake/JJ lemon story, set on the same night as Slave to a Gladiator, plus I have a filler story about Dee and Ryo that I started writing months ago for times just such as this. I sent it off to the betas at that time, and they duly beta-ed it, but I never did set about making the changes. It's called Doughnuts at the 27th Precinct, and it'll go up in the post after this one. That'll probably be sometime on Sunday.
So at least there is some FAKE-world reading coming your way soon from me, even though it's not the two main stories that people are interested in. I do apologize to everyone who has been left wondering what the hell happened to me. I just want to reiterate (for those who don't know me) that I will always finish my stories, and will never leave any of you hanging, barring death or serious injury, of course. I'm a very responsible person who's just going through a rough patch right now. I comfort myself by remembering that just as the good times are temporary (necessitating an ability to recognize them and enjoy them while we may), so too are the bad times, and they certainly will pass.
Thanks to all who are still interested in reading my writing. If you haven't given up on me, then I'm glad.