The Vixen Manual is less than six months away from its release and I am euphoric.
My world has gone from calm to turbulent this new year and as I struggle to grab hold of the reins, I brace myself for the ride.
By the time The Vixen Manual is released, it will have been almost two years since my last book was published. It's amazing how easy it is to forget the rush one experiences while jetsetting across the nation, greeting complete strangers with a smile, feeling the strain of the tour, pretending not to. Now, I have to prepare myself to do it all again with the hopes that, this go 'round, the seasoning of time will give me ease.
I cannot be sure how old I was when I was first introduced to the adage, no man is an island, but I can be sure that the older I get, the more this saying rings true. I am no longer out to sea, set aside and alone. Though I may always be put upon, I have somehow found peace in knowing I have retained an immeasurable portion of my actual, factual life for myself.
Now, I breath.
Next, I tour.