August. Or, It was the best of times, it was the worst of times. . .

Oh August, you started off strong. I had my edit letter for Book 2 and a clear direction of where I was going; SHIMMER AND BURN showed up on shelves at all my local Barnes & Nobles--and a few Wal-Marts!; and my launch party was planned, executed, and successful--complete with homemade cupcakes and a sold out stack of books. 


(And this good looking crew!) 

But then. 

I'm a very private person, especially online, so I debated whether or not to share the rest of this. Then I thought about how my character Faris wears her battle wounds with pride and realized I should, too. 

So, six weeks ago, I was hospitalized for severe back pain and vomiting. Normally I would suck it up and carry on, but pregnancy has put me on high alert--nothing is going to hurt this baby! Turns out I was dehydrated, had swollen kidneys, and kidney stones--too big to pass, and too dangerous to remove while I was pregnant. My only option was a nephrostomy tube, which is exactly what it sounds like: a tube sewn into my back that drains into a pouch I wear strapped to my leg. 

(Did I mention this happened on my birthday?)

But whatever, right? It was far from glamorous, but it was only for a few weeks until delivery. I sucked it up and carried on.

Labor Day weekend, I had to go back to the hospital for another five days (turning in Book 2 edits while there!). I had gotten two gnarly bacterial infections from the tube, and the tube itself had stopped draining. Since most oral antibiotics aren't safe for pregnant ladies, I got my very own midline IV in my upper arm, and a small pharmacy sent home so my husband could hook me up to a liquid antibiotic twice a day. They also replaced my blocked tube--a process that took twice as long as it should have, and came with the warning that it would need to be replaced again in another two to three weeks because pregnancy apparently does magical things to your kidneys and the foreign objects doctors like to put in them.  

Rather than go through that process again, my doctors and I agreed to an induction at 39 weeks--next week. So while I had planned for an October baby, he's coming in September instead. These past few weeks have been a mixture of me getting everything ready, and me crashing on the couch, too exhausted to do more than watch Food Network. 

All the promotional plans I had to celebrate SHIMMER AND BURN's debut have taken a backseat to this baby and making sure he arrives safe and healthy. Once he's here and the kidney stones are addressed, however, I can start focusing back on books. Some things to look forward to: Book 2's cover reveal is happening next month, and I have two or three new giveaways planned through the end of the year, to include an annotated ARC, complete with some character sketches! So check back in October when I'll hopefully have better (and much more photogenic) news to share. :)