Busy, busy little bee. Besides the unfortunate fact that I’ve had the phrase “Shakalaka!” in my head for about TWO DAYS now, things are going well. I finished revisions to my novel and sent it out. (Thank you so much, beta readers! Way to rock.) I haven’t even started on my Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse thing, but I have faith in myself. I also received an invite to an anthology (Yay! My first invite!) and that’s due in March.
I’ve been reading slush. I’ve gotten sorely behind on emails. But perhaps the most important thing is that I started writing that book on my son. It just feels right.
Now welcome to my private hell. I dare you not to enjoy this at least a little.