On December 31st, I was convinced that 2025 was going to be my biggest and best year ever. I had plans to publish more than I ever had in one year, plus an idea for a fantasy to go traditional and make myself a hybrid author, publishing both indie and trad at the same time. I just knew this was gonna be my year.

Fast forward to June of 2025, and I have completed ZERO manuscripts. 2 of them have died completely, and I’m now working on my 3rd attempt at a dark romance, and my fantasy hasn’t been written in in over a month. It has been a struggle, to say the least.

I don’t know how I got here. Forget about the fact that 6 fucking months have gone by in the blink of an eye, and we’re already halfway through 2025. That’s insane in itself. But I have a standard that my dead manuscripts weren’t able to reach. I guess that’s the answer to what the hell has been going on. I just haven’t been happy with where the stories were going, and anyone who reads me knows that I value quality over quantity. There has been some good stuff in there, but the stories as a whole just weren’t doing enough for me. So, I had to do the right thing and now here we are.

Here’s what I know. What I publish this year will be insane and the wait will have been worth it. I am into this 3rd dark romance and it is going very well. I’m finishing this one for sure. Oh, and that fantasy is going to happen. Bet on it.

The point is that sometimes shit happens. Making plans means nothing. Execution means everything, and I’m doing my best to bring forth my best work ever. So give your boy some patience, and I’ll give you the best thing to ever come out of my dark lab. I got you. In time. See you soon.