The title of this post says it all. I messed up, but I have fixed it and we can all move on.
Except I want to talk about it, because I feel like the world doesn't really understand what an undertaking being an independent author is sometimes. This is sort of a continuation of my last post, The Rundown. If you haven't read that one, head over there, then come on back and read about my mistake. And how I fixed it.
Warning: this gets a little sweary. Okay, a lot sweary. Gird your loins.
This month's mystery is a horrific one, and I will start out this post with an additional warning than I usually offer. You might not like what you are about to read, as it involves violence against a child, a woman, and even a newborn, as well as the murder of their hardworking patriarch. This case is hard to stomach, and one that I had a hard time coming to grips with.
On November 18, 1987, the bodies of four members of the Dardeen family were discovered in their home. The father, Keith, was missing and initially was suspected of killing his family, only to be found murdered himself later on. A dead family was bad enough, but what was worse was the exact circumstances of their murders.
A while back, I posted to Facebook a bit of truth telling about being an indie author. I have since deleted my Facebook profile and author page as part of my Year of Change, and don't miss it. But before I deleted everything, I searched for this post because what I said is valid, and deserves to be repeated.
Haleigh Ann-Marie Cummings vanished from her Sastuma, Florida home nearly ten years ago, and has not been seen since.
Charges on unrelated crimes have been filed against her parents and several others who should have protected this vulnerable little girl, who had already been through more than most adults. Every member of her family who should have protected her has turned out to be someone it is difficult to have a lot of faith in. And at the center of this enormous, complicated, and just plain stupid, rabbit hole, is Haleigh, a little girl who is still missing.
This case is like an artichoke. Peel back a leaf, and you just find another, more astonishing leaf beneath it.
A new year is the perfect time to make some changes, and I am.
It's been an ongoing process over the last year. One thing at a time, nothing too big or too hasty. But I have been changing things. I have lost almost 50 pounds through keto, started exercising, and have been getting out more, even in the shitty winter weather. I have also lessened my social media presence, because ultimately, sharing the minutiae of life on Facebook is not in itself a life.
This is my personal and professional blog. I write about mysteries, books, and all kinds of fun things on this blog. I'm glad you're here!