Last week I got laid out with a nasty cold. The doctor insists that it was a cold but I know that it was really some sort of super-virus designed to kill humanity and make me stop writing porn. Well, it succeeded in stopping my writing but I was able to cough it out of my system and save the entire world. You are welcome.
One thing I was able to do while coughing and sniffling was do a whole lot of editing on my Sex Arena book. I have finished 81% of the third draft and should wrap it up this week. Something about being sick made it really easy to spot missing words and how one character’s eyes kept changing from blue to grey and back to blue again.
A casualty of my cold/super-virus was this month’s Vaquel story. It is really hard to think sexy when you are studying the color of your snot. Instead of a story this month, Vaquel will return on the first Wednesday of February.