Grief is such a strange emotion; just when you think you’re coping, it sneaks up on you unexpectedly. My father is still here, but I’ve found myself grieving his life and the thought of losing him someday soon. There’s no guidebook for this. It’s such a personal journey, and no two experiences are the same. It’s a rollercoaster of better and worse days, and I’m trying to find acceptance in that. The past few weeks have been particularly difficult, and as a result, I even had to take a step back from my work as well. I needed a moment to prioritise myself before picking things up again. The book is still in progress, and I’m enjoying writing about Egon and Esmara far too much to stop! I apologise for the delay, but the next update is on its way soon. Thank you <3