This morning I had to go to the hospital to have a “suspicious tumor” surgically removed. I find out on the 15th if it’s cancer.
I found out tonight that my main publisher Loose Id is closing. That happens in May. You can read more about it here.
I’m…tired. So I haven’t decided yet what I’m going to do. All but one of my currently in-print books are with LI. I could resubmit elsewhere, but LI was rock solid and now they’re shutting their doors. I could self-publish, but I’ve done that twice and hated it both times. I could, well, stop.
I don’t know.
And come to think of it, how screwed up am I to be more upset that my publisher is closing than at the idea I might have cancer?
Maybe I need to step back and get my priorities in line.