On the eve of my finest possible book promotion moment I get shot down in the typical fashion that has always haunted me. Bad luck will never let anything of mine go perfectly, there always has to be something and only now am I slowly recovering from a bad spot of food poisoning that seemed to arrive just at that moment. Having to take time off work for the first time in over five years will probably do enough to describe how bad things were and mostly experienced through the height of what was my most successful day in book promotion ever. Silver lining I guess.

It’s that song, about things being ironic. A man winning the lottery and dying the next day. This bookbub promotion was lined up to be glorious and it was – results will be shared soon but the whole thing was just overshadowed by something else. It goes to show our health will always claim dominance to whatever else is happening. I was able to be semi active on twitter and managed to share posts across my social media fronts but not without huge effort. Overall it went well, very well and it’s a shame I am unable to appreciate the sentiment right now…

Either way I’m on the mend and I’m 10,000 readers up. Worth it? Most probably….