At the same time, The Hit List gained a 4 star rating at Goodreads, so that’s very heartening too. Which is good as I must admit I’ve been feeling rather hopeless this week – the post-Easter droop, I fear. Ah well. Other good news is that Amber Allure Press have accepted my gay space travel story, Tuluscan Six and the Time Circle, and will be publishing it on 18 July, hurrah! Maybe it’s time to stop drooping around like a sick puppy then …
And I’ve finally (finally!) cancelled my subscription to the increasingly dreadful Mslexia Magazine – it’s so terribly 70s and pretentious pseudo-feminist, not to mention headmistressy, these days that I couldn’t even bear to take the last issue out of its wrapper before disposing of it. However no more copies will arrive now so I feel truly liberated. Perhaps time to burn my bra then. Yikes.
Am rather stressed out with church at the moment – Lord H and I appear to have to do the coffee rota this Sunday and it’s the family service, and I absolutely hate the family service, but don’t feel there’s enough time to get someone else. In our defence, it wasn’t the FS when we signed up – the pesky religious powers have changed the damn thing! The woman running the service also rang us up and it appears to be chock-full of children, sigh, so am dreading the whole thing already. If I don’t feel strong enough to have to pretend to be normal once more, I might just send Lord H into the lion’s den, and pray a lot, ho ho … I feel an attack of the vapours coming on.
Anyway, I’ve had a lovely reflexology session today and I feel slightly more balanced (hurrah!). Plus I’ve had lunch and a pleasant afternoon’s shopping with Robin & Liz, so feel like a more integrated member of society. Hmm, I’ll have one delivered then … And, thanks to the true shopping genius of Robin, I have a new handbag and purse, 4 new tee-shirts and a lovely present for Liz’s upcoming 60th birthday (so here’s hoping she’s not going to be reading this). I am indeed – with the right support – a genius.