A catch up...

So, it's about time I put something up here, didn't realise till now I haven't blogged at all this year, in what was looking to be a fintastic year of writing. Did this work out? I think you can guess the answer.

No, no, and no. I tried, I really did, but the position I landed at the start of the year fell through. And so it was that I strived to scrape money together to pay the bills. You have to, don't you. There was a lot of worry over this, it cannot be helped, and so I didn't feel much like writing, worrying whether you can afford to pay the rent, the electric, and so forth, will do this to you.

Now, after shifting around a bit with jobs, I am hopefully in a better position to write. Do you know what, as I write this I feel like a parrot. Yes, I do, and I am getting tired of it. I am a writer, it is in me to tell stories. And you know what else, I'm sick of talking the talk, not being able, for one reason or another, to walk the walk. To heck with it, I am doing this, and you'll read no more from me till my next release day which will be an underwater adventure about Ealor, who was hinted at in Beyond Endless Tides. I just hope you guys will like the new books, and that I can make merfolk as a real for you in your lives as they are for me.

On the biking front, still LOVING IT, haven't looked back. I went for my big bike test earlier in the year in March, and passed with no advisories. GO me. And though I played around with the Kowasaki I found the slumped down position uncomfortable on my arthritic arms and when leaning forward to relieve the aches, my back would get sore. I therefore got rid and got a Yamaha 600 Diversion, a slower bike sure, but with winter coming it's a practical ride for the wetter conditions.

Take care, ride safe.
​-Charles F. Bond.