Everything Is Better With Dragons
Book blogger, Autistic, Probably a Dragon
I don’t often post personal updates these day; the blog has evolved over the last year. Of the last twenty posts, sixteen have been reviews, or blog tour related. The other four have been about my novels. I feel like I need to write a personal post today though.
Continue reading “End of year grousing about mental illness and autism assessments”
I had planned to review Pangaea: The End of Days, Revelations, by, Bolivar Beato tomorrow. Unfortunately, I started reading the book and realised it wasn’t for me. Since I try to be fair I won’t review a book that I realise doesn’t fit with my tastes. It wouldn’t be fair to give a bad review because I’ve realised it’s not aimed at my demographic and it doesn’t meet my preconceived ideas and expectations (there’s a person who reviewed one of my novels that could do to learn that lesson).
I’m also feeling more than a bit rough, I came down with a cold a few weeks ago and I still can’t get rid of it.
Nothing much, I’ve finished another edit of Fire Betrayed and sent it for reading by my beta readers. It’s getting there slowly, but I want to polish it some more. I expect to be sworn at again.
Continue reading “Novel updates, leaking roofs and doggie birthdays”
And I’m not sure my brain is up to the book I’m reading for next week’s review post. It’s very … odd? Not bad odd, but confusing and I don’t think my brain is clear enough to read it. That being said, I’m 39% of the way through without much effort.
I’m tired today, it’s been a busy few days.
There’s a Facebook group called Book Connectors, run by Anne Cater, that I’m a part of. Anne occasionally sends me books to review for blog tours.
The house is still upside down but the office is set up, so reviews and blog posts will resume next week. I will also be back at work on ‘Charley’s War’ and ‘Fire Betrayed’.
I wish I lived here, but I actually live in an early 20th century terrace in Grimsby.
And I don’t get weekends off. Unfortunately, this is a consequence of my brain being weird.
Continue reading “Book blogging is a full-time job I don’t get paid for”
Just kill me now.
Please.
Okay, I’m joking. Well, mostly. Don’t kill me, I’m too busy. Novels to write, books to review, that sort of thing.
Continue reading “What shall we do with the exhausted Rosie?”
I have to move out of the house I’ve been in since 11th September 2014; long-time readers may remember the breakdown I had about having to move then? Due to my landlord not paying his bills (allegedly), he has to sell the house, which means I have to move.
Continue reading “Putting down roots; Or, someone give me a mortgage, please.”
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