I do enjoy a bit of chaos in stories. It gets the blood pumping and keeps me turning the page.
I, however, have not enjoyed the chaos in my life. I am a huge animal lover – and a lover of huge animals. I have an American Bulldog female, who is now 5 glorious years old. She’s exceptionally well behaved and affectionate. Yes, she’s also very intimidating when she wants to be. I also have a 4 month old English Mastiff. He’s growing at an alarming rate and was the freak of his litter.
We just had a lump removed from our American Bulldog and await the results, but the vet said it is most likely cancer. =( A day after bringing her home, I accidentally hurt my mastiff’s back leg. He’s so big and had the front half of his body on me while I was on the recliner. When I sat up, my foot hooked his and he screamed. I thought I broke his leg. Seems it’s just a sprain as he can put weight on it… but that combined with the growing pains, my poor baby is limping.
I also forgot to mention that during all of this I helped my girlfriend move… for the effin days.
In the meantime, I’ve found time to tinker with my cover art. It’s not completed yet. It’s just not exactly what I want, but what I have so far is a good start.
The title needs to stand out a bit more, and so does the knife. I don’t know, I’m not a graphic artist, but I’m all I can afford so…
I am excited to release my 3rd book. I’m also pleased to have more time to devote to writing/blogging/reading.
Welcome to my chaos. What’s going on with my literary friends?