We’ve decided to come home a couple of days early. My Mum has an emergency cataract operation on Tuesday, and what with Dad having dementia, we thought it best to be with them whilst this happens. It means we’re losing two days, but it’s for the best.
It has been a real tonic – it always is here in Chatel (thanks E&A). Apart from C’s sporadic sleep pattern which has tired her a little, we’ve skied, walked, ran, watched more episodes of Lost than is good for us (loved it – still don’t understand it), eaten healthily (thanks to C), drank sensibly and really do feel as though the excesses of Christmas have been purged.
I’ve dispatched the manuscript of For Good Men To Do Nothing to eight independent publishers and the first three books continue to sell. December was my worst month so far, with, if I remember rightly, 7 ‘no-book’ sale days. This month I’ve sold books everyday – eg: 4 on Friday, 3 yesterday and 2 already, today; sales are on both sides of The Pond. All of this without any advertising. I cannot get my head round how that works, especially as I dropped out of social media (save this blog) for 5 weeks. Oh well, I’m not complaining. But I am still short of my 10 books a day target which I’ve had in my mind since the autumn. It will happen!
We intend to drive all day tomorrow and be with M&D by the evening. Then we’re off to Mary for a couple of days, I have a mentoring meeting on Friday in Fleet and then back to the house. Work, for me, starts the following week. I still don’t have a timetable and I don’t know if I’m working 3 or 3.5 days a week. I hope the school tells me soon.
So that’s that. The end of another brief chapter in the Ladley’s lives. Hurrah!