I paid the cost for my arrogance

When you're down, you're down

I admit to being a sinner, and it has lead to my downfall.

Sin A is envy. I was jealous of the times I read about writers boasting of sales, money and best sellers - all I wanted was a small crumb off the table.

Sin B is arrogance. I was arrogant enough to think people would buy my work, outside the early success of my sci-fi series, nothing has sold.

Sin C is sloth. The sloth has been brought on by the lack of interest in the books on sale, I now no longer care if I go weeks/ months without writing, soon I won't be blogging either. My life is so dull there is nothing to write about