When covid strikes: no reading, no writing, no editing, no work

I had been wondering when it might happen and it did: having avoided catching Covid during the 2020 pandemic, and even during the second lockdown last year, coronavirus has finally got caught up to our household. My hubby and I are very ill with it. For me the symptoms are: no taste or smell; nausea; tinnitus; fever and sore throat. Fun. I’ve been sleeping my way through these past few days, and the electronic babysitter is having to take control in our house.

Anyway, these lovely reviews came at a great time as a pick-me-up yesterday: a 5 star review for The Blue Man in the UK and a 4 star review for The Buddha’s Bone in Canada. If you’re reading this, thank you for those. I know reviews are aimed at readers, but in this case they brought me some much-needed cheer.

I am unfortunately not up for much this week other than typing out this post on my phone. I’m very behind schedule with some commitments: I won’t have the Winter Wonderland 2023 Bindweed anthology ready for pre-order on 1st December, as intended. Good health permitting, it will still be published on 21st December as planned. I’m not fit for work or writing of any kind. Such is life, I guess.

Oh well. I expected that covid might pay me a visit at some point. No point feeling sorry for myself either. Self-pity doesn’t help anything. On that note, I’m off to make some more chicken soup. Ta ta for now.