In 2013 I put the Warm Fuzzies Club up, never thinking that I would be faced with the situation I’m in right now. I am not complaining, however. Here’s the situation: I have six books to write this year. I feel a little funny explaining that since I once wrote a blog post complaining about prolific writers and how, if you write more than five books a year, they can’t possibly be good. Ahem. Eating crow is good for the digestion.
I have been amazed at the membership of the Club, and gratified by it and the nice interaction I’ve had with the members. But I haven’t posted anything to it lately and I realized I just don’t have time. You’ll also notice that I’ve taken down the announcement of the podcasts. I had to sit down, make a schedule, and seriously analyze what I had to do to get through this year. Answer: write.
I’ll be keeping the blog because I love blogging – and y’all – but pretty much everything else but the blog and some social media is going to have to go.
I’ll be removing the links some time today. (And, no, this isn’t an April Fool’s joke.)
I apologize and hope you understand.
Karen, the Crow Eating Writer