Happy Holidays Y’all!…

Am I blaring Christmas music while I type? Absolutely! Lol

Listen…I think we can all agree it’s been one hell of a year. Never mind watching this world go backwards in the most ridiculous ways, and reliving Anne Frank’s terror as we watched The Handmaide’s Tale turn into reality. The first nine months of the year here in Lindsborg were not what I was hoping for.

This house became toxic faster than warming up your dinner in the microwave. I found myself growing worse at an alarming rate, and I was still fighting to get my disability case approved. By the time September came, I had shutdown just to save myself. Getting off TikTok helped some, but it would prove not to be enough. I did one book signing and had to add it to the growing list of Things You Can’t Do Right Now.

Still, I had my hearing on the 3rd, and I felt like someone had finally heard me and took my struggles seriously. The world was starting show promise of people FINALLY doing the right thing, and Reign of the Raven and Family of Fate were screaming to be heard. So, I started writing more effectively.

I went on my yearly Branson trip just to get away from this house, and 24 hours later someone crunched mom up into a three car pile up. I headed back to KC, told my sister if she didn’t like how I was doing things she could come do it herself, and listened to my family talk shit about me through a baby monitor. It was day two of a two week trip…lovely.

But help finally came, and I let them do it all while I walked the dog, cleaned the house, and helped my dad out. It had been over a year since I had spent a week living with all of my immediate family. There was a reason we hadn’t done it since 1994, but I focused on keeping the boundaries people always insist on trampling over. My birthday came early on. (Not where I wanted to be, but life….) Everyone said happy birthday in the morning when I went into the kitchen for breakfast and I got a cherry pie to celebrate with nana in the grocery order. Happy 46th to me!

But my “Don’t give a F” meter that I thought was already overflowing multiplied by a gazillion and I felt AMAZING!!!! Best. Birthday. Gift. EVER!! Ha! And the Christmas romcom that the universe dumped on me in October went silent with everything else due to a migraine episode from hell! Ooof.

But after the government opened up and SNAP was returned, I got the wonderful news that my case was approved! (I’m still pretty high about that one.) Now, Christmas is sneaking up, and no sales were set for this year. Still, the voices from Sophie are starting to speak up again, so at least I can start writing again. (I know, I’m fired.)

So, what does that mean?…Well, 2026 is hopefully going to be a year where I get to spoil you!

I’m SO SORRY for failing you this year. I will make sure to do better next year! And may you survive this holiday season with your lives and souls still intact.

Sincerely,
Stormi

What’s coming in 2026?…

1. A facelift for The Key and maybe The Protector to help her go even wider into more hands!

2. Hopefully Deck the Ex

3. A lot more sales that won’t be so last minute so you can gift any of my books to your friends or family

4. Kickstarter campaigns

5. Hopefully Family of Fate

6. Hopefully some more bundling options!

7. New social media accounts that my AMAZING new PAs will be helping me run! So, be sure to follow @stormischaos on IG and Threads!

8. More sneak peeks and earlier access on Patreon

9. A healthier home, hopefully

10. Income coming back in come mid January

11. Doctor appointments again with a neurologist who actually cares

12. More organization to the chaos

    and so much more…

So hang in there with me. I’ll get my shit together one of these days…HA!

You mean the world to me! So many of you have become my own found family. I’m just crazy Aunt Stormi at the moment. I’m excited to keep creating things for you, and getting these stories in your hands! (Whenever they decide to cooperate, that is.) You always make my life better, and I can’t imagine life without you!

Have a great holiday season!

All the best,
Stormi