Monday, 21 November 2011

Wrist bandages always look suspicious.

Not much from me today. I hope you're not in a hurry because I can't type fast and you don't want to know what I'm using to whack the spacebar. It's natural, when falling, to put your hand out to try to stop yourself but when you're trying to make a living writing that's not such a good idea.

Nothing is broken but I have a wrist strapped so tight it'll probably be thinner than the other one when the bandage comes off. I'll look like a hermit crab.

Being in no state to do any sort of house maintenance, I have been doing something else I had to get dealt with, which was putting the ghosthunting book on publisher sites. This involved more mousing than typing but it still took most of the day. It is now on Lulu as paperback and for those with more money than sense there's even a hardback version. I doubt anyone will pay Lulu price for hardback but it cost nothing to put it there. Don't get a hardback unless you really must have one. I don't make any more from that than I do from the paperback.

Ebooks are available as EPUB on Lulu and in lots of formats on Smashwords. It'll be on the Amazon Kindle site in a day or so and should appear on the Barnes and Noble, Apple, Sony and Kobo sites over the coming weeks. Here's the cheery summertime cover:


I'll update the Romulus blog after a bit of wrist resting. I also have an increasing backlog of Emails - apologies to those waiting for a response, I'm not ignoring you. Likewise all those comments on the last post - thanks for the sympathy and I'll get to them when the rest of my fingers grow back.

Looks like I put this book out just in time. There is a disturbance in the Force - actually, going by my current appearance that should read "A disturbance in the Force there is." At least I'm not green although the way things are going I shouldn't tempt Fate.

I didn't like that carpet anyway. It wasn't as bad as I thought. All I have to change is the small amount of carpet in the downstairs hallway and I bet I can cover that little bit of floor with an offcut or an end-of-roll piece. Fortunately I will not have to attempt to fit a stair carpet because I don't think the stairs like me.

Well, it's wrist rest time again. I'll try soaking it with whisky from the inside.

Luckily it's not my favourite one.

8 comments:

The Filthy Engineer said...

"I expect he has already considered painting the rest of the carpet to match because he's insane and disgusting and I should know, I gave birth to him and my hair was completely grey by the time he was four. I can tell you for certain he wasn't swapped at birth because believe me, I tried. Fifty years on and I'm still trying."

I'm sure she was right. Mothers usually are.

On a more compassionate note. I hope your injuries mend quickly.

nisakiman said...

"I'll try soaking it with whisky from the inside."

Ah, the holistic approach. How cerebral. Yes LI, that should do the trick nicely. I've found, amazingly, that the "treating at source" (i.e. from the inside out) system works a treat.

Mark Wadsworth said...

I'm really to sorry to hear about your injury, I hope you got that bit of remunerative work finished so that you can recover in peace and quiet.

I trust you're holding fag in weak hand and drink in stronger hand. Unless you smoke colossal cigars and drink tiny shots, in which case reverse that.

Zaphod said...

You don't wanna do it like that.

Angry Exile said...

Glad to hear nothing got broken - I'm thinking whisky bottles, glasses, that kind of thing. ;-)

Anonymous said...

there is not much a good drink will not put right.
John Gibson

Leg-iron said...

Mark - we dedicated smoky-drinkers can hold both in one hand ;)

Leaving the other hand free to add salt to the chips.

All - the thing about treating pain with booze is that it still hurts, you just don't mind. Good enough.

Certainly beter than lying in a hospital bed and waiting to catch something deadly.

injury lawyer nyc said...

That sounds sad..

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