This has not been a good week for me.

Work is destroying my beloved Kids Book Section in favour of toys.

I knew this was going to happen, well I knew the toys were coming, just didn’t know I was going to lose so many books in the process. So now I have to continually remind myself that what I do is merely a job that pays the bills. I hope and pray and work everyday towards my goal of getting published. Anything to take the focus off the fact that I now work in an overpriced gift store.

Of course with so much depressing stuff going on at work it makes it doubly hard that the YA project I’m writing deals with some serious and emotional issues that make my head space a rough place to be in.

I must find my happy place. Oh and I’m sorry but there is no way in hell I will be recommending toys for your child. I’m a kid’s book specialist they want to change that then I’ll simply work a register somewhere, it can’t be anymore demoralising than seeing what you put your heart into being guttered.