And now how is it even December? I don’t know if you feel the same, but it never fails to amaze me how the slide from Halloween to Christmas pitches life ninety degrees, throwing everything into a tailspin. Work, school—wait, I’m supposed to clean? Yeah, cue the manic laughter and pass the Dramamine, cause I’m seriously gonna be sick from this ride.
Halloween was a blink, Thanksgiving a blur, and here we are opening Advent calendars. Those are all about the Lego mini-figs for the littlest Ravens, and my eldest is totally psyched about the geode one I found for her. Me? I hear tell there’s such a thing as cheese and wine version. Tempting as that may be, I need my wits about me, and my cheese consumption is already problematic. Like, I might need to find a support group. Anywho, before I hop on that, let’s talk November.
As in No. Nope. Nada. November.
I’m going to blame FedEX for losing my muse in transit, along with my iPhone, and hope they popped air holes in the box, because the dude never showed. Now, that’s not to say I’ve been a total slug, but building momentum back up is hard, especially when tangled in Christmas lights. I swear elves are real and knot the damned things up on purpose—
Ugh. Whatever. Writing-wise, there’s bunch of background stuff chugging along that I have zero control over. Namely, those full manuscript requests. My total’s up to seven, (I know, right?!) and at some point, I’ll hear back, but the publishing wheels move slower than the Ravens when I ask them to clean up their rooms.
Not even kidding.
But enough about painful experiences — here’s some hells yeah! My first article for DIY MFA went live last month!
Pretty cool, right? I’m psyched and looking forward to writing a regular column for them in 2023, which will be all about the Epic SFF / Urban Fantasy that’s so near and dear to my heart.
Have no idea what I’m talking about? Then you’ve been slacking. My freeee e-book One Night in Bliss is still available, but it won’t be forever. Snag it now, while you still can!