The Sickbed Blues and the Pre-Order open

My book just opened for pre-order! This is a huge milestone, a time to be drumming up excitement, connecting with readers, and generally hustling like a caffeinated author on a mission. Instead, I'm here battling a fever and feeling like my brain is made of cotton balls.

Fuck! Day 6 of this relentless cold/flu/whatever-this-is, and I officially feel like I've been run over by a truck. The first four days were a blur of tissues, cough drops not even able to focus on any Netflix show. My bed became my universe, and venturing to the bathroom felt like an expedition to the North Pole.

Even though I managed to drag myself to my "real job" for the last two days, I haven't had the energy to do much else, let alone focus on my book launch. And that's where the real panic sets in.

The guilt is real, folks. I know I should be posting on social media, crafting engaging blog content, and reaching out to reviewers. But the thought of doing any of that right now makes me want to crawl back under the covers and hibernate until spring.

This whole experience has been a harsh reminder that sometimes, life throws you curveballs. We can plan and strategize all we want, but ultimately, we're not always in control. Illness, emergencies, and unexpected events can derail even the most carefully laid plans.

But amidst the frustration and the pre-order panic, I'm trying to practice a little self-compassion. My body needs rest and forcing myself to work when I'm clearly not up to it will only prolong this misery.

I’m still not 100%, but I’m ready to ease back into things and make the most of the time I have now. I know I can’t change the past six days, but I can focus on what I can do today, tomorrow, and beyond.

In the meantime, I'll be here sipping tea, binge-watching comfort shows and dreaming of the day when I can once again face the world (and my to-do list) with renewed energy.

Here's hoping this bug goes away soon! And to anyone else battling illness, sending you virtual hugs and wishes for a speedy recovery.

 

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