Tuesday, July 19, 2016

I don't even know if I want to laugh or cry anymore.

Just when you think you've hit the bottom, some asshole throws shows up with a shovel.

Things have gotten ugly here. So ugly, I can't even really write it out in public.

Anyway. If I'm not here tomorrow, that's why. I'll have a guest post up tomorrow at Tyrean's blog. (Sorry Tyrean! I meant to do more to generate traffic. But the best laid plans of mice and men and all that) and on Thursday, she'll be here to talk about Starting Over with a new story.

In the meantime, can anyone tell me where I can find the reset button?

19 comments:

Terry W. Ervin II said...

One of those "That'll show them" moves where the guy basically cut off his nose to spite his face sort of thing.

Prayers continue for a solution and positive direction to your ongoing struggles.

Misha Gericke said...

Thanks Terry.

For those of you who are wondering what the heck he's talking about... I took down a fuller explanation of what's going on because I realized that as witty as the post might be, it might do even further damage.

If you're really curious about what's going on, my e-mail address is mishagericke(at)gmail(dot)com. I might be able to reply.

Launna said...

Misha if you find the reset button let me know.... I really hope things get better for you... I know how exhausting it is to keep dealing with trial after trial xox ♡♡♡

Cherie Reich said...

*hugs* And if you find that reset button, let us know. I think a lot of people could use it for 2016.

Annalisa Crawford said...

I hope your situation resolves soon. Sending lots of positive thoughts your way :-)

H.R. Sinclair, Southpaw said...

I swear if I could find it I'd tell you, but that sucker is elusive. I hope things settle soon and start an upward swing. {{{giant internet hugs}}}

Janie Junebug said...

I'm sorry.

Love,
Janie

Janie Junebug said...

After I published my comment, I remembered that one time when my daughter was in grad school that she didn't receive a check when she expected it. She was down to living on the staples in her kitchen. I don't mean the kind in a stapler. She had flour, sugar, yeast, and those sorts of things so she could make bread. She felt pretty desperate. Mommy helped.

Alex J. Cavanaugh said...

I'm sorry! Pray you'll be able to laugh about it soon. Really laughter, not irony.

Penny the Jack Russell dog and modest internet superstar! said...

Hi human, Misha,

My lovely human friend, you know you're better than the person who shows up with a shovel. Don't give negative energy the oxygen it thrives upon.

Smile and reset that button. It's right in front of you.

Pawsitive wishes,

Penny! :)

Juneta Key said...

I hate it you are going through a rough time during this first launch of your book when excitement bubbles. I'll keep you in my prayers and thoughts.

Juneta @ Writer's Gambit

Patricia Lynne said...

Awww, sorry to hear that. I think 2016 needs a do over.

Sheena-kay Graham said...

Sorry about your predicament and I hope things improve for you. *Whips shovel holding ass-hole*

LuAnn Braley said...

What you do is you break the shovel handle and stick the splintery end somewhere on (or in) the a$$hole. Your choice. ;) You are stronger than you think you are. Sending best positive thoughts your way. *hugs*

Botanist said...

Sorry to hear that, Misha. Been hoping for ages that things would actually improve. Still hoping!

Elizabeth Seckman said...

I hate to hear that. Hopefully things get better soon. Or maybe you can chuck the shovel back at them?

Connie Keller said...

Praying!!

Crystal Collier said...

Hold on, let me warm up my time travel machine. Now how to get it to you... Hm. (The teleportation device is down...)

Hey, I'm sending cheese. I stopped by Tyrean's already. Stay alive, woman!

Denise Covey said...

Sounds dire, Misha. I don't think they have a reset button for life, but wish they did.