Sunday, 17 August 2025
Fat Girl Fitness with a side of Excerpt
Wednesday, 30 July 2025
My Commissions on Ko-fi are Open
Monday, 7 July 2025
Commissions are Open
Sunday, 22 June 2025
Sunday, 15 June 2025
Consolidating and Synergising
Every month these days, I think, 'wow, this is the worst month of the year' but when I sit back and really think about it, I been struggling for a while now.
A combination of things are responsible. The election of the worst government ever to government is one. My body failing me is another. A drop in the quality of available clients on upwork is a huge third.
What this combination has conspired to do to me is that my work output has steadily reduced with nothing to replace it. As I sit here, I'm definitely in a hole that I'm trying to dig myself out of.
The upside to that is that I've been meaning to build up my own 'commercial' works - that means writing stories that sell commercially to publishers such as Harlequin and other novel sites. Now I have been forced to take that more seriously and actually work on the pieces of work that I have.
That's going okay but it's hampered by the continuous screaming in the back of my head that insists I should focus more on finding money now before I can choose to complete the work in the hope of future income. I'm trying everything, trust but so far, there's been a lot of scams, a lot of interviews that didn't go anywhere and a lot of borrowing.
Its harrowing for the soul. Capitalism is harrowing for the soul.
So I decided to try consolidating and synergizing all my content in one place - and so I put everything on ko-fi - the books I'm writing, the books I've written, the podcasts, etc. Everything that I've done, and a humble request for cuppa coffee.
I don't know if it'll work. I hope it does if only because it really returns the power of earning back into my own hands. I know you see the link on this blog, that's been there a while so let's call this a relaunch.
I'm not going to sit back and wait for y'all to come to me though.
I intend to be in your face about it.
I intend to remind you daily.
I intend to find new and all ways to get the word out.
Because if this works, it could be a game changer for me.
I could maybe start living like Ismatu Gwendolyn - making art while supporters help me to live. Now wouldn't that be great? I wish we could all live like that. The ancient Greeks might have been onto something with that finding a sponsor shit.
Idea!
Anyway, so come to my ko-fi. For the small small price of $3, you win access to member only stories, and other goodies. I intend to be very active on there. You will feel like you're getting your money's worth.
One small step for me and who knows, we could make it a trend.
Some of the gems that are going to be on there include this little text conversation between Ben and Anders. Just cute little things to make you smile, or whole codas or excerpts. I'm going to enjoy myself and I want you to too.
Friday, 13 June 2025
Today It's Us, Tomorrow It's You: Maandamano Edition
Today It's Us, Tomorrow It's You: Maandamano Edition by Annemarie Musawale
Don't You Just Love the Smell of Teargas in the Morning?
Read on SubstackSunday, 25 May 2025
Publishing ... and Other Forms of Insanity: 75 Writing Contests in May 2025 - No entry fees
Saturday, 17 May 2025
Going Wide and Long
The freelancer industry, like any other, has been hit by this forced recession. So I'm experiencing a lot of ghosting among my clients, a lot of reduced workload, it's kinda exhausting.
But seeing as life goes on whether or not your clients are acting right, I've had to look inward and find new pathways to income. Short term solutions, and long term solutions are what I'm thinking about.
It's not easy, I need a master mind group if anyone is so inclined to join. Times like these is when I wish I went the trad route and got myself a husband so that I have a partner in this madness. Actually, no. What I need is a wife who can support me.
Did I just come out? I guess I did.
Anyway, one of the ways I'm thinking long term solutions is to build up my readership in the subscription space (and also to write some strictly commercial books for traditional publishers). In the short term, I'm still figuring that shit out.
So I've been uploading my work on various sites aside from the same old same old, in the hopse of expanding my customer base. Social media is helping out with that at least. People are free with their information and also, I've gotten on a black freelancer discord which has been helpful with tips and tricks.
I just need to implement. I think that's my major weakness. I think too small.
So I'm trying to think bigger, be more ambitious and generally take some big swings. It's not like I have another option.
How is this recession treating you?
Saturday, 26 April 2025
Unprovoked
Sunday, 13 April 2025
Contemporary Romance on Ream
Friday, 4 April 2025
Dear, Reader,
Wednesday, 19 March 2025
Beware the Ides of March Madness

I don't know if I can match her level of badassery. You're supposed to look back on your writing and cringe (at least according to so-called writers on twitter) but me I look back on my writing and I'm like whoa girl! slow down.
Sunday, 9 March 2025
In The Shadow of the Styx
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Wednesday, 5 February 2025
The 'Writing A Book' Diaries: Nuance, Let's Talk About It
Tuesday, 21 January 2025
The Struggle. Is Real. Newsletter Edition
I'm sure I don't have to tell you what a charley foxtrot social media is becoming. Just this week the Americans were removed and then returned to tiktok. All the social media influencers are talking about having your own newsletter so that you don't lose followers if you lose your account.
Very good advice I guess...if your aim is just to talk at people.
For me, social media is a way to connect, to argue, to know what's going on out there...I'm not really that good at selling my shit using these apps - as you might have noticed.
However, I'm trying to take my authorpreneurship more seriously lately and so I'm attempting, once again, to have a subscriber list and put out a newsletter. Thee irony is that I did have a subscriber list, and this blog, was my newsletter. But madmimi shut down and Go Daddy has ridiculous hosting prices and so I was left in limbo, alone and abandoned, having to begin again.
So yesterday, I found substack - I mean I knew of it in an abstract sort of way, but yesterday I realized that it might be the way to build up my subscriber base. I know that I had a few regular readers of this blog. I don't know if you ever look for me now that each blog post doesn't land in your inbox but if you do...you can subscribe to my substack and have my posts delivered to your inbox once again.
Yay?
I hope so.
I'm neglecting my paid work to write this and inform you so I hope someone's listening. As an author what is your answer to the perpetual need to be in people's faces and remind them of your existence?
This year I'm not about 'achieving goals' though. I'm about living and enjoying so my blog posts will not be in linkedinese. I might rant and rave a bit, as I am wont to do.
But.
I can promise that it'll be interesting. Maybe even fun. Come join me.
Saturday, 11 January 2025
Erase and Rewind
Chapter One: Awkward Menses
Her period was getting embarrassing. This was her third week bleeding, and the flow didn’t seem to be abating even a little bit. If anything, it was getting worse. She was seeing double and she couldn’t quite walk in a straight line. She couldn’t tell anyone though; her father would run screaming from the room if she tried to talk menstruation with him and her brother might drive her to the hospital in a panic. This was one of those awkward times, when she wished her mother had asked her to come along, when she walked out on all of them seven years ago. Well, she hadn’t so Rosemary would just have to handle this the best way she could. She excused herself from class to go see the nurse, hoping she’d be able to get there considering her vision was blurry.
This was a good time to have a best friend she could call on. Unfortunately, her best friend was also her panicky brother. So, she was back to square one. She walked slowly arm trailing against the wall to the nurse’s office. Nurse Sylvester was always very concerned; her eyes went squinty and she’d lean forward to listen intently when someone was confiding their problems to her. It was as if she was trying to compensate for all the neglectful parents who abandoned their kids to her care. Rosemary didn’t buy it though. She knew for a fact that it was nurse Sylvester who’d spread the rumor that Angie Lemon had gonorrhea.
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