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Getting Myself Back on Track

This year has been awful. I will not recap the entire series of unfortunate events that was the beginning of the year, but it left me completely messed up emotionally and mentally unmoored. For most of the year, I tried to give myself room to breathe and recover because I had become incredibly emotionally brittle. I ended up on the edge of tears several times a day and overwhelmed regularly until late summer when my brain finally seemed to decompress. While I’m always anxious, this was far worse than what I was accustomed to. It felt like the threshold for my anxiety was so much lower than normal, and when that happens, I get KO-ed by anything stressful and need extra time to recover. After Katie’s last post-radiation check-up at the beginning of the month, things finally feel stable again. That brittle feeling has, for the most part, gone away. The problem is that now I have to get myself back on track.

When I was planning out 2026, I had such high hopes that I want to laugh at now because little did I know how rough the beginning of this year would be. My original 2026 plans were as follows:

  • Publish The Reanimator’s Fate (TRM #4) in late January- DONE on time
  • Publish “An Unexpected Christmas” by March- DONE but in July
  • Publish the F&F rewrite in summer- Current WIP, no release date yet
  • Publish the audiobook of The Reanimator’s Fate in summer- DONE and on time
  • Write 3-4 more short stories and publish the Reanimator short story collection in the fall- Haven’t touched it
  • Start working on Joe and Ansley’s book in winter- it’s marinating but definitely will not be at the forefront until I finish other stuff

I stare at this list and feel mildly exhausted. On one hand, I think I was overly ambitious. On the other, it’s still doable, just not on this timeline. I plan to still follow the order I set out here, but I’m going to take into consideration that a) I’m getting back into working full throttle b) every book I set out to write ends up longer than I initially planned.

Part of why Flowers & Flourishing is taking so long to write is because when I said I was expanding it, I was expanding it. Scenes that took one page in the original draft are now taking five in the new one because I’m rearranging things and fleshing out the details in a way I didn’t with the original version. It won’t be five times as long as the original freebie story, but it’s definitely going to be at least twice as long, and things are shifting in terms of the storyline. Same general idea but more characterization and conflict, especially internal conflict.

For most of the year, I haven’t felt proud of my writing output at all because most of the time it’s been like pulling teeth. The story itself isn’t coming slow, but my ability to have ass-in-chair time with focus has been elusive. Most of that was stress early on. Now, it’s floppy writing muscles. With the semester starting in September and Katie finishing her last oncology appointment for a while (all clear, yay!), I finally feel like I can finally get back into writing consistently. I don’t want to push myself to the point of burning out again, but I do want to push myself just enough to get back into consistency and having monthly goals. If I can finish the rewrite of Flowers & Flourishing over the next few months, I’ll be very happy. If I can do more than that, I’ll be ecstatic.

My game plan over the next few days is solidify my goals for October, November, and December (aka Q4). Those goals need to be realistic but not permissive because if I make them too low, I’ll get sloppy and procrastinate, and if they’re too difficult, I’ll feel bad about myself and go into panic-paralysis when I fall behind. It’s a delicate balance after dealing with burnout. In the meantime, I’ve been watching videos from Sarra Cannon’s HeartBreathings channel on Youtube, where she talks about writing and staying organized. Her videos always leave me feeling jazzed to get started on my projects. I’ve found that when I listen to videos from other authors who are excited to write or teach, I feel more energized and excited to do the same. I have community, but I don’t tend to talk to people one-on-one about things. Watching someone else struggle and still get shit done helps. Logically, I know that, but when I’m flopping around and my friends are also flopping around, sometimes I need that positive influence.

My hope is that I can start getting my shit together during these last few days of September, so I can build motivation and good habits going into October. I may not be successful, but I’m going to do my damnedest to stay on track or get back on track if I lose my way. I will report back at the end of October, so wish my luck on that.

Personal Life

Why Kara is Struggling to Write

I don’t do personal posts nearly as often as I used to, but I wanted to update you all on why I am so behind on basically everything. I apologize if this one is a bit heavy, but my life has been a bit of a shit show since February to the point that I feel like a bad news bear. CWs for pet death and pet medical stuff.

If you’ve read through my monthly wrap-ups for January and February, you know some of this. In January, I worked up to the wire on The Reanimator’s Fate and then, decided to take a few weeks off from writing to recover my brain. In mid-February, I decided to start working in earnest on “An Unexpected Christmas” (TRM #4.5). Within two days of doing this, Finn, my oldest and best boy had repeated seizures and had to be put to sleep. He was eighteen years old and lived a very long and good life, which is what I take solace in. He was a very healthy and robust dog until the last six months or so of his life where he needed a lot more care and attention. I miss him immensely, especially hugging him and giving him sweet baby kisses, and still catch myself checking on him, even though it’s been over a month. We celebrated my partner’s birthday a few days later on a rather somber note, and the week immediately after, Edgar (15 year old soul dog) had a medical problem.

Edgar is fine now, by the way, but he scared the ever-loving shit out of me. He went outside and suddenly, his mouth started bleeding nonstop to the point that I thought he was going to bleed out in my kitchen. I took him to one local vet (not my usual one as he was closed), had an absolutely traumatizing experience with a vet who was incredibly unprofessional and ageist regarding my seemingly healthy but bleeding dog. Long story short, he said that he probably had cancer and should be put down. I was like fuck that and fuck you and took him to an emergency vet half an hour away. Somewhere along the way, his mouth stopped bleeding and in the car, he spat out a glob of tissue that turned out to be the tumor that had been bleeding in his mouth. The emergency vet was lovely and took the tissue glob to be biopsied. Even after Edgar seemed okay, I was freaking the hell out because Edgar was anemic and not himself for over a week, which once again tested my nervous system. Luckily, he recovered fully with some antibiotics, and the tumor turned out to be an encapsulated piece of plant material that somehow ruptured/ripped open in his mouth. An absolutely bizarre ending to that horrific experience, but I’ll take anti-climatic at this point.

Following Edgar and Finn’s medical episodes, we took Katie (10 yr old dachshund mix) to the vet because she has had a lump slowly growing on her nose for several months. At first, we thought it was an allergy lump because she has allergy problems and rubs that spot. The vet did a biopsy on it, and it turned out to be soft tissue sarcoma, which is a kind of cancerous tumor. Luckily, it doesn’t tend to metastasize, especially if it’s a low grade tumor. This past Friday she had surgery to remove the tumor from her nose. The downside is that they can’t get wide/perfect margins on a dog’s nose due to how little space there is, so while the vet got most it, she will probably need a follow-up treatment like radiation or chemo to kill the remaining cells to keep it from growing back. We will find out next steps once the full biopsy is in and her face heals up. She’s only ten and a small dog, so she could live another five to eight years without issue if those remaining sarcoma cells are nuked. I made a donation thing in case anyone would like to contribute to her cancer treatment as it will be a lot of money by the end. My mom is helping us pay for it, but after her and Edgar’s repeated trips to the specialty vet, I am scraping the bottom of the barrel on my savings.

I also want to give a giant thank you to everyone who has donated to her care so far. Everyone has been so lovely asking after her and offering their support, and I appreciate my fellow writers and readers so much ;—; It’s been a very rough two months, but this has made it slightly less anxiety-inducing. I struggle to ask for help and continually feel guilty when I do so, but for my dogs, I will do it.

My dogs are my babies. I spend all my time with them when I’m not at work. They are my constant companions, and unfortunately, when they are having issues, it is very hard for me to focus on anything else. I feel like my brain is finally hitting some equilibrium now that Katie’s surgery is done with, but writing has been a very slow-go. I plan to work on “An Unexpected Christmas” while starting the rewrite and expansion of Flowers and Flourishing, so there shouldn’t be too much lag with the latter. I’m actually really excited to flesh out Agatha and Louisa’s story for rerelease, but I also want to give you all a fun Oliver and Felipe story. I appreciate everyone’s patience when it comes to getting AUC out. If you can hang in a little longer, I promise it will be worth it. Oh, and there will be dogs.

Monthly Review

February 2026 Wrap-Up Post

CWs: pet loss, pet injury, blood, grief

February has been the worst month of my life, and I don’t say that lightly. It was seriously awful. This month’s wrap-up is probably going to be a bit depressing, but I think it’s important to not gloss over the times when things go horribly wrong and nothing gets done. That’s just how life is sometimes. Let’s get a refresher of what I had hoped to accomplish in February:

  • Outline “An Unexpected Christmas” (TRM #4.5)
  • Write most, if not all, of “An Unexpected Christmas” (TRM #4.5)
  • Reread Flowers and Flourishing
  • Take notes on Flower and Flourishing for the rewrite
  • Read 8 books
  • Send out newsletter
  • Blog weekly
  • Keep up with grading
  • Manage my stress

Books

My goal was to read 8 books, and I read exactly 8.

  1. The Influencers by Anna-Marie McLemore- 4 stars, an influencer’s husband is murdered and her daughters become the prime suspects. As with all of McLemore’s books, it is slightly unsettling in the best way as we unravel the mystery along with her daughters.
  2. The Last Will and Testament of Wilhelmina Bruttenholm (#1) by Vivian Moira Valentine- 4 stars, a trans woman is called to a small town to be part of a will reading only to become entangled in magic and murders. Oh, and there’s a cute tarantula named Samantha.
  3. Ne’er Duke Well (#1) by Alexandra Vasti- 4 stars, a duke realizes he needs a wife to help him seem more appealing as he tries to adopt his illegitimate half-siblings only to fall for the woman who is supposed to be finding him a wife.
  4. An Afro-Indigenous History of the United States- 4 stars, I have mixed feelings about this one, but take all of this with a grain of salt since I’m white. I felt like it was really about Black history and key figures with the Indigenous bits tacked on, like a 70/30 split, and I wanted more on Indigenous scholars and figures.
  5. Painter of the Night (#1) by Byeonduck- 4 stars, an erotic painter is brought into the home of a rough, hedonist noble, so he can paint whatever he desires. The young painter quickly realizes he is in way over his head in regards to political maneuvering and the lengths to which the noble will go to get what he wants. This is dark romance, so keep that in mind.
  6. Painter of the Night (#2) by Byeonduck- 4 stars, see above
  7. Earl Crush (#2) by Alexandra Vasti- 4 stars, a woman goes to Scotland to propose to her penpal only to find out he isn’t what he seems. Instead, she bands together with his brother to find him and bring him to justice. There are also zebras, pretending to be married, and much more.
  8. Making Space by R. F. Kuang- 4 stars, a short story about a young boy found in the woods, the woman who cares for him, and the problem of outgrowing the world around you and the hope to find a new one.

Admin/Behind-the-Scenes Stuff

  • Dealt with the issue regarding Kobo and TRF/my books
  • Took a writing break to preserve my mental health
  • Had to put Finn to sleep at 17/18 years old very suddenly and grieved him
  • Less than a week later I had to rush Edgar to the emergency vet (he’s okay)
  • Ruined my mental health and ability to function while waiting for biopsy results for Edgar
  • Found out Edgar’s mass wasn’t cancerous (yay)
  • Kept up with work stuff
  • Ran an audiobook sale on Chirp
  • Blogged weekly
  • Sent out my newsletter
  • Outlined part of “An Unexpected Christmas” (TRM #4.5)
  • Celebrated my partner’s birthday as best we could with *gestures to dog chaos and grief*

Blogs


Writing

I wrote approximately 500 words this month. At first, I took a break after the release of The Reanimator’s Fate because I was working until the last minute to get it out, and my brain felt cooked. I had just started getting back into it when Finn had a medical emergency and had to be put to sleep. Losing my oldest dog and then immediately dealing with a second dog emergency (and waiting on biopsy results) completely tanked my ability to cope with anything, especially as I was missing Finn and worrying I would lose Edgar too. I didn’t really read, I didn’t do crafts, I didn’t write. I just stewed in anxiety. I posted a bit about Edgar’s vet trip on Bluesky, but it was a bit traumatic. That combined with worrying he had cancer (thankfully he doesn’t) wrecked me. Could I have pushed myself to get words on the page? Perhaps. We’ll never know because I chose to sit it out. I needed to just care for Edgar and Katie and deal with my anxiety and grief as best I could. I cannot thank my partner enough for her unwavering support during this incredibly rough time. She is my rock, and I love her more than she could know. Without her, I’m pretty sure I would have subsisted on granola bars and coffee. The plan is to get back on track in March now that everything is at least a bit better.

RIP Finn 2009-2026

picture of a black dog with a grey muzzle. His tongue is out and his eyes are a little asymmetrical as the right one is cloudy and a little smaller than the left eye

Hopes for March

  • Write the entirety of “An Unexpected Christmas”
  • Edit “An Unexpected Christmas”
  • Send “An Unexpected Christmas” out to newsletter subscribers
  • Manage my mental health as best I can
  • Juggle a bunch of doctors’ appointments
  • Keep on top of work stuff
  • Send out newsletter
  • Blog weekly
  • Read 8 books