I have some important news for you all this week: The Redemption of Erâth: Consolation is now officially available for sale, in both hard cover, soft cover and Kindle/Nook editions! You can head over here to buy a copy today!
I don’t know if anyone has bought any copies yet; I don’t think I can find out until the end of the quarter. Having said that, I ought to be over the moon with excitement anyway – something I wrote is actually available to buy. I’ve even read through the book in hard cover myself (the single free copy they sent to me). But I’m not.
All of a sudden I’m crippled by a depression deeper than any I’ve known in years. I can’t think, I can’t write, I can hardly get out of bed, and I don’t know how I’m going to go to work tomorrow. My wife says it’s because I went off my medication; I guess she’s probably right, though I didn’t intend to go off them – I just ran out, and the doctor won’t prescribe more until I go to see him, but the depression is stopping me from getting out of the house and making an appointment…ugh.
So I all of a sudden just don’t care. I feel as close to dead inside as I can be without being, you know, dead. I can’t imagine being energetic about anything. I have all of Book 2 to edit, and Book 3 is started, and my other book, A Gothic Symphony, crying out for attention; I have a house to organize and put away and clean after just moving into it, a kid’s bedroom to sort before he comes back from his grandparents, and I can already see it’s not going to get done. I spent eight hours in bed today after waking up. The only thing I could bring myself to do was watch a movie, which is kind of like being in bed, but on the couch.
I’m going to leave this here because it’s all I have the energy to write. Maybe, if you feel like it, download a copy of The Redemption of Erâth: Consolation and have some nice reading time. Otherwise, wish me luck for getting out of bed tomorrow morning for work.
