I can successfully state that the Halloween décor, not including the year round permanent décor, has been put away. As of today… checks calendar… March 2nd.
Yeah, that’s about how it’s going.
I got sick of looking at it. I’m ready for a spring color change. I’m ready for the pastels and weird rabbits. I don’t have any weird rabbits. I’d really like those flocked velvet looking faceless rabbits Walmart has.
If only every surface in my house wasn’t covered in Ebay shit. I’d have big Easter décor out. Not that I celebrate Easter. I don’t. I see no point of it. I do love me some tulips and bunnies though.
Soo… yeah, that’s what’s on my mind tonight.
Spring, and color and trying to keep my sanity from taking that one last step off the cliff I’ve been balancing on the past few years.
Okay, so, yes it’s been a lot of days since I posted. Not because I didn’t have anything to say. I’ve written at least two blog posts since the 17th that I had to set aside to go put out fires in other places, metaphorical fires. By the time I remembered I hadn’t posted it was no longer relevant so I deleted them. And I’ve been locked out of my site again. I have no idea what bluehost is doing but my saved login was rejected last month so I reset it, and the past week or so I was told my login or password weren’t valid. It’s the same saved reset that had been working since early January. But nooo… my email address was no longer the login id, I had to go find the login id I’d had previously and that one worked with the new saved password.
So, yeah. I’m done with this host, even if I do plan to keep a dedicated website, I’m tired of guessing as to how to get into my damn site.
I don’t know what will happen when the domain and hosting expire around May 10th. I don’t know if this site will remain live as a WordPress site, or if it will cease to exist. In the days leading up to the last day I will begin removing content. I will make my old blogspot site live again, and update it. Then I’ll decide from there. Check the About Mercy tab in the menu for all of my links to follow me where ever you like.
And about that… social media links specifically. It’s been two months since I left social media. Again, specifically FaceBook and Twitter. I never really did have a presence on Twitter, or Insta, or now Threads. I will pop in to catch up on friends but that’s about it. I’m not posting. I don’t see the point. My FB wall never changes. I mean NEVER. I see the same days and weeks old posts every time I go. I have to hunt for people in search to read their posts.
But mostly, I’m tired of trying to pretend to be an extrovert when I’m not. I’m not a bubbly person. I don’t know how to interact with people. I post something. I usually move on. I swear I don’t understand the need to be in author groups. Why do people need that? Why do people need to have engagement with authors? Why? I have some author friends. They’re just people. Usually reclusive weirdos like me. I like being a reclusive weirdo. I don’t like making content. I don’t like having to perform for people. And that’s what it feels like. I have to turn on a smile, and talk about books, and lead book parties, and giveaways, and… you know those ARC groups with so many rules and commitments what the fuck to readers get out of that? Do they like being some author’s whipping post? I do not get that. I don’t do that. I won’t do that. I don’t want to make book sales so badly that I’d do that to people. You want to like my books… go right ahead, read, enjoy, thank you. You want to hate my books, your option too, I’m not for everyone. Please don’t continue to read my books if you don’t like them then act like I’ve done something to you personally. Don’t like it, don’t read it. Move on to something you do like. Be happy. I’m happy being left in my weirdo corner with the little voices in my head.
Yeah, I know, I know. You can’t sell books if you don’t promote them. I get it.
I’d rather never make another sale at all than do mean girl writer club.
But that’s neither here nor there, as I haven’t written a damn word since November, 2022.
So… yeah… SIGHS!
I need a ginormous purple flocked Walmart rabbit. And a million dollars after taxes to pay off my house so I can stop with the Ebay shit.
Anyway, I hope you are doing well where you are, and Spring is springing for you, or Autumn is falling for those in the downunder.
I kinda just want to have a big Alice in Wonderland style tea party…
I think there might be something seriously wrong with me right now.
Peace,
Mercy
