I am working on a short story this morning, a foray into the world of horror. The story itself has been floating around in my head for years, and I figured it was time to bring it into being.
It’s another rainy Saturday here in California, and I’m still down with the cold that attacked me last week. I’m feeling better, but as usual, the cough lingers and is slowly stripping me of my voice.
It’s hard to believe it’s March, and with the coming of March comes the time of year where my time is increasingly filled up with Pride duties. Add in an anthology to edit and other fun and my days become filled with stuff to do.
At least it keeps me out of trouble, more or less. Plus the day job has a lot going on this month too. When it rains it pours.
That’s all I’ve got this morning, though Readers. Time to get some coffee going and some words flowing.