The year is nearly over. I don't have a whole lot to say, but I might as well say it now, as I've probably published all I'm going to this side of January.
I had two short stories published: Never the Same (Strange Horizons) and On Shine Wings (Unlikely Story). For next year, I sold a story to Lackington's and Never the Same will be reprinted in The Humanity of Monsters (ChiZine).
In self-published stuff, I released my urban fantasy novel Sunstruck.
The basic overview is my self-published stuff doesn't sell much. Sales increased a bit when the shorts came out, but I've still made less per book than I make selling single shorts to places. For now, I will continue to prioritise writing shorts for submission, as it's my only real income. My main hope for the future is to find something more commercial to write about to self-publish, but that's not a happy thing as that basically means cutting the diversity and avoiding writing about the things I love. I wish there was a way to have it all, but my current work has an audience of a couple of dozen people at most. That's not enough to survive.
Not a lot else has changed. I still need money. I'm still very isolated, partly because I lack money to go back to my old hobbies where I made friends. I miss having people I can talk to about stuff in private. It's all about the money really, as it has been for some years now.
In better news, I got new cockroaches and fish. I plan to eat a lot of food for the holidays, and I'm still working on my art course (my current theme is bees). Things could be worse.