We're muddling...

We're scraping by. We're pulling our heads in...

And managing to maintain the little treats that keep us sane.

Of course, it's a struggle that would be made easier by some funding by you, dear reader, but we're managing.

I kind of feel like we're dangling over a precipice by my fingernails, but that's probably me.

The big needs are waiting for another pay cycle. The Wants are in stasis. Not coming to fruition for the foreseeable future.

And I'm in a constant fight with my own depression.

I just want to curl up and hide from the world until the Bad Things go away. But that doesn't work, so I have to keep plugging on.

Please give me some money. I could buy stuff with it.

Or you could go and buy my books which would give you a little something to show for it, BUT would take longer for me to get the money.

Yeah. I get more money from Smashwords, but... I get it quicker from the ugly feature at the top of this page. It's up to you, of course. Whether you give less quicker or more slower... I appreciate all income from you.