I've been having a crisis of self the last few months. Which, if you've been reading this at all with any regularity, you have come to figure out.
So I walked away from book reviews, walked away from writing (a life ) walked away from wrestling reviews, and have been just trying to find something else I love. I'm still trying.
Anyways, I was asked earlier this week to do an interview on book reviews. As in, I was being interviewed. And this morning the main publisher that I've been doing reviews for, sent me a request. I said I'd do this one last book for them. I said I'd do it because I think the biography sounds too much like my own life and am hoping it will spark an answer.
While typing this, I received an email from someone about my cooking blog. My poor cooking blog that hasn't seen the light of day in a long while.
These things should make me feel good. They do not.