2022 was a year of hardships. My sweet, wonderful, caring mom passed away less than a month ago. I spent the last two months of her life by her side. My dad and sister had to drag me away and send me home to sleep in my own bed. We were so close. I told her she was my favorite person in the world and I loved her more than anyone. When I was a teenager, we butted heads, but I don't think you really start appreciating the sacrifices your parents make/made for you until you're an adult. Just know she was lovely and so many people loved her. It's been a devastating loss.
Because of her passing, I stepped away from writing for a few months. I plan to pick it back up December 1. It doesn't mean it'll be good, but if I don't stay on some kind of schedule, I'll keep pushing it out and I don't want to lose the momentum.
The good thing about writing is that there's always something coming out. I have a book Catch that drops January 1st, and a novella Cherish that lands May 1. Dreamer is the one I stopped writing but will pick that back up so hopefully it'll be released in the fall. The one thing I can say about my books is that they are all different. I don't always fall back on a specific trope or writing style. I have a football story, an age-gap story, and a story with a twists. Twists are always fun. I didn't realize how much until I wrote Shameless. Then I was hooked.
So as we slide into the holiday season, a gentle reminder to be softer to people. We don't always know what's going on in their lives. Not everyone knew about my mom and all the cancers she had. I had to be the strong on during her illness and now I'm broken and I'm afraid that the littlest thing will shatter me. And I'm not the only one. So many people suffer in silence and put on a happy face for show.
Let's finish out the year strong. Thanks for listening.
xo - Kris