Heaven knows I'm miserable too.
It's not Luica's fault. I'm fine with the fact she saw fit to award another book 4.5 stars. It actually looks quite good.
No, the problem is poverty. I have never been more broke. We're living on my credit card, which is dangerously close to the limit. Work has dried up. Our card business won't start making money until next year. And today, the freezer died, joining a long list of appliances that no longer function.
I got an email from an old friend this morning. It began: "Now you're a rich and famous author..".