A Thank You to My Wife
If you'll indulge me for a moment, I'd like to use today's update as a way of saying thanks to my wife of THIRTEEN YEARS TODAY!!!
Sorry about that. Anyways...
We met in 1998 and married in '99. I began writing in 2002. She had no idea what she was getting into. :) Being married to a writer is probably not all it's cracked up to be. At times, she probably feels neglected. The blank page is my mistress and sometimes, it's hard to fight her tempting embrace. I lay next to my wife, tossing and turning, praying my ideas will remain fresh through the night. She pretends to sleep as I give in and slip out of bed to sneak in just a few last words for the day. There probably shouldn't be a time I shut my door to her, yet I have to close out the world when I'm in an urgent frenzy.
Then, there's the financial side of it. As an Indy author, I am not given an allowance from my publisher. No, it comes from my wife. To be honest, I probably have to cut through just as much red tape. And it's for the best. My wife knows that should she loosen the purse strings, I would return it wrong side out and threadbare. Author's copies aren't cheap when you print-on-demand. My cover artist, though reasonably priced, still enjoys being paid. And advertising? Well...
But bless her... My wife is always there for me. Steadfast, she watches over me to make sure I'm spending wisely, saving my sales receipts to pay for the next batch of books, and not wasting away my "free time" on the Internet. It is because of her that I click and clack at the keyboard when I really just feel like putting in the next disc of whatever series we're watching at the time.
After all, if I don't crank out the next volume in The Truth Saga, she's threatening physical violence. And that is the hard love for which I am most thankful.
Happy anniversary, baby! I'll get you that book soon enough.