This morning I was creating some graphics. My right index finger was stone cold for nearly half an hour and then for fun it did it four more times. Maybe if I ever get contacted by Pacific Radiology to book an MRI of my wrist we will find out why this shit keeps happening.
They’ve had the referral for two weeks. And the specialist letter says THEY WILL RING YOU.
Well, THEY HAVEN’T.

I have a horrible feeling the MRI will be up at Bowen Hospital and I cannot get up there, it’s far too awkward and in a really stupid place. (Who the fuck puts a hospital at the top of a hill?)

Anywho, graphics are done.
My mood seems to be swinging from okay to fuck this shit.

Most of that though was because I was trying to do something on KDP and if you’ve ever used KDP as an author to do something that should be straightforward and found that they hide things and don’t label correctly … then you know why there are mood shifts happening here. It’s kinda like trying to put two Queen duvet inners into one Queen duvet case. A special kind of frustrating.
I did get what I wanted done for the Veronica Tracey Series and the FBI-Byte Series so there’s that.

I just thought about the Fates Entwined novellas. I do not have the energy or patience to do anything else on KDP today.

Yesterday I spent sometime getting paperwork done for a thing I’m doing in May. It’s an exciting thing, for me, because I love teaching anything to do with crime writing. It’s a Zoom session on ‘finding your audience’. I have six subjects within that to talk about, one has an exercise along with it. Maybe I’ll add another exercise later. We’ll see.
I need to get the contract, overview, a bio and photo to NZSA by April 7th. Pretty sure I can do that. Maybe I should hold off doing anything today.

We are currently trying to find the $30 spray bottle of cat ‘repellent’ I bought just before we moved to stop Fatrick scratching the furniture. It is nowhere and I do not want to have to buy another bottle – it’s quite dear – also I don’t feel like walking to Mitre 10. It has to be here somewhere. We used it once before we moved. 😦
If that bloody cat touches my bed again he’s going to get turned inside out.

Yes, I am still in a shitty mood.

I think I need to go for a walk.

It’s 17 days until the launch of [Foxtrot Foxtrot Sierra]. I think I’ve decided on either a coconut cake or a Piña colada cake. But then, I thought, a margarita cake might be something worth trying!

My office as seen from the ranch slider: