It’s been a long time since I’ve blogged, which means it’s high time for a self-appreciation clap-myself-on-the-back post.
Right after I completed Bride Behind the Mask, I felt so amazingly confident and optimistic about my writing ability that I thought I could finish drafting the standalone sequel within the next year, even with a baby coming along.
Alas, I’d terribly underestimated just how troublesome and fatigue-inducing a baby was. …
Following all those stressful travel arrangements, my flights got cancelled twice (not even a surprise during this pandemic), meaning I had to once again sit in front of the computer and snipe whatever hotel quarantine spots I could to match alternative flights — a most difficult mission when spots for quarantine in New Zealand are already booked out all the way to the end of May 2021.
When I made the decision to move to Australia 8 years ago, never had I imagined that one day it might be almost impossible to return home to New Zealand — a mere Tasman Sea away, Australia's friendly neighbour, where my family is based, where I'm a citizen of, and where I now need to return to urgently due to special circumstances.