I haven't exactly been very active lately with promoting my books or anyone else's. It's not that I've given up on this whole writing gig or even that I've been doing anything more fun; I just came down with a hell of a flu in February and...haven't gotten better. To say this took me by surprise would be an understatement.

Hopefully, my diagnosis is postural orthostatic tachycardia syndrome. 'Hopefully' because it's not supposed to kill you, and believe me a non-fatal, recoverable diagnosis sounds like a dream when your heart races or you black out every time you stand. It may have been my own fault for drunkenly roaming London with random Spaniards (not at all as fun as it sounds) when I should have been in bed, but we'll never know.

Anyway, I'm in medical debt now and would like to pay off at least some of it myself, which means proofreading and editing for more money methinks. So unfortunately, for the moment my focus has to be getting diagnosed, getting cash and getting, well, walking again. If I sound bitter...it's because I'm pretty bitter. As you may have guessed from my drunkenly roaming London comment, I'm not at the age you expect this sort of thing to happen, if that age exists.

Still, I'm gonna do my best to keep plugging away at the actual writing, so if I do come out the other side of this, I'll hopefully have two or three books well on their way to done (the sequel to Soldiers being the number one priority).

I wondered once or twice what I'd say in an interview (shut up) if anyone asked me what I'd like most about being a Taylan. Even before all this, my answer would always have been 'never getting sick'.