raspberry sorbet

I saw my Retinal Specialist last week and there’s good news and really horrible news. The good news is, the hole has indeed closed, and the gas bubble is gone. Bye Bye Bubble Boy. Bad new? I have a cataract forming in that eye. Yeah, I know, I need to find myself a religion to follow quickly because clearly I’m not living right.

Cataracts are a known and likely side effect of the vitrectomy surgery. Though typically they don’t form until 6 months to a year and up to two years after the surgery. So I was prepared to have it develop, but you know me, gots to get in firstest with the mostest!

No matter what you do, don’t look up cataract surgery on YouTube. Don’t ask me why, but the visual of having part of your eye ball sliced off with a scalpel is almost as horrific as the visual of having tubes stuck in your eyeball.

Anyway, so the cataract has not developed enough yet for me to have surgery, plus, my eye isn’t healed enough either. So I go back in a few weeks to see where we are. Then I’ll be referred to the cataract specialist. Giving how long I had to wait for the retina surgery we’re probably talking well into spring before I have surgery.

Apparently I will need surgery on both eyes, so my lenses match. I’m trying not to think about that, but given I can barely see, and dreading makes me dizzy, thinking is about all I can do. I go back to work next week. Still working from home, so grateful that I’ve been able to work that out. Driving is not a thing that’ll be happening anytime soon. Tried just moving the car for the roofers last week and dear heavens, it was bad!

As far as my vision goes, yeah, my right eye is mostly ornamental at this point. I still have the funhouse mirror effect, along with blurred and cloudy vision. Yes, Dear Reader, my eye sight is actually worse than it was when we started on this long strange trip!

And I realized I owe y’all an apology. I promised Raspberry Sorbet would be out before the surgery, but no. My vision deteriorated so quickly I couldn’t finish the book and I didn’t want to put out an inferior product. I’m sorry, if I have any fans left, I sincerely apologize. I have NO IDEA when, or even if I’ll ever write again. I have so many books planned for y’all and all this is driving me crazy.

Paisley, struggling with the side-effects of a tragic incident in her past owns a sorbet shop on the ground floor of a midtown Atlanta high-rise. She has developed an embarrassing crush on Stephan, budding tech entrepreneur and lover of raspberry sorbet whose company occupies the top floor of her building. Though she doesn’t realize it, her crush is very much reciprocated and then some but before he can act on his feelings Stephan has to deal with an internal threat to his business. Fortunately for both of them, he has cleverly figured out a way to navigate the perils of the Dark Web while pursuing Paisley…at least he hopes so.

First off, I can’t get over how gorgeous this cover is! Taria Reed, showed up and showed out. This is the third book in the Luscious Love series, following Buttercream and Milk & Honey. The story actually came to me a long time ago, when I was pregnant with my now 15 year old son, Luke. I craved raspberry sorbet like crazy, so, of course, it was almost impossible to find the stuff. I was on bedrest and being an absolute bitch about it, and one night Whit started singing Raspberry Sorbet, to the tune of my favorite Prince song, Raspberry Beret. I’d give anything if I could remember the lyrics, but they have, unfortunately been lost to the mists of time, but we laughed hysterically all night over them.

When Prince died, I knew I had to do an homage story for him as he’s meant so much to me. This story is it. With any luck, it will be out before Christmas. I’m trying not to make promises I can’t keep, but I will keep you posted on my progress.

I plan to get at least two stories out in 2020. My output has slowed significantly, and I apologize, but my real life is insane these days, and that’s not likely to change any time soon. Anyway, thank you so much for your nearly two decades of support and know that I love all of you so very much.