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Covid-19 – Day 53 Isolation

Good evening all,

Started my day with a nice walk to and around Hounslow Heath, it’s lovely down there walking through the wood and hearing the birds’ singing. I popped into the local Sainsbury’s in an attempt to get some biscuits my mum has wanted since the lockdown, and a few essentials for me of course.

A couple of loads of washing done, bed stripped – looking forward to fresh clean sheets.

Worked on editing again today. Yesterday on one of the Facebook groups I’m on an author reminded us as we’re growing our self-publishing business to look how far you’ve come in the last two months, which I needed to hear. It’s easy to feel as though you’re not doing well when the growth is slow. I looked back to my sales from March, 6 books sold and about 8-9 read through Kindle Unlimited. This month, so far, I’ve sold 20 books and another 10 through KU and we’re only half-way through the month.

One of my favourite authors, Sherri A Wingler, also a friend, posted that she needed some readers for the third book in her series set around an adult take of little red riding hood. Needless to say I jumped at the chance. I’m already reading a book and have an ARC for my editor’s new release which is out in June – but I dropped everything and I’m 16/111 pages in. Love it.

Made a lovely concoction of Chicken, Bacon, Avocado and rice noodles for dinner. In hindsight I should have added some baby plum tomatoes. It was yummy though.

Right I’m heading off because Hunter’s Moon is calling my name. If you want to check out the first two in the series, I’m adding a link for book one.

Crimson Moon by Sherri A Wingler

In the old days, people whispered about the wolf, said he came only at night, and only by the light of the full moon. They locked their doors and huddled close to their fires, safe in the knowledge they could prepare for his coming. The truth is, no one is safe, because the wolf walks in the skin of the man. Always.

Harlow Hayes is a runaway, thief, and failed Southern belle. Forced to grow up fast after what her mama delicately referred to as, ‘the incident,’ she learns the hard way not all strangers are kind, real monsters hide in plain sight, and family can be found in the most unexpected places.
Harlow Hayes is about to meet the Wolf.

Stay safe.

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