I really feel like I was fooled into believing adults actually knew what they were doing, and that somehow, when I became one too, I would possess the mystical knowledge they always seemed to have when I was a child. Now I am the adult, and I am the most anxious person. Between four kids on four different schedules, two of whom are in sports, a husband on the strangest work schedule and my own upcoming book release, I am stressed out.
I had been hoping to update with something good for a change, but other than the excitement I feel about Transcend, possibly the best book yet, dropping on Halloween, I am too tired and overwhelmed to feel anything but mild irritation and exhaustion.
That said, I appreciate my life because I know it could be much worse. I know there are people suffering unimaginably during this time. I just wish I could visit my home and native land* sometimes soon. I am so homesick for the far north.
Anywho, only 20 days until my third book is out there... 20 days.
Lots of love, Leia Marie
*This is part of the Canadian anthem. I realized the other day some don't know that.