Well, summer’s pretty much over and school is starting up again. I don’t know if I had enough BBQ in my life. I can’t say that I have. I also didn’t get a chance to go to the beach. That is highly suckful.

What I did do this summer was to sit down and write again. Even wrote poetry again too. I submitted a short story for the Long Hidden anthology and I hope the editors enjoy it. I am proud either way because I did it and it felt good. Really good. The anthology is not only just in my genre, but a fantastic idea. I wish it much future success.

Although I never truly stopped writing, this is the first time I decided to submit a short story for anything in about 2 years. Wow. Two years. WTH? A toddler will do that to you though. Thing is, I’m filled with stories. I see them play out like movies in my mind. I have manuscripts I’ve started and much to the frustration of many of my friends and colleagues, have not finished. Ugh, that’s so “stereotypical writer” of me. I admire my friends for finishing theirs. Time for me to do the same.

Now that I have lost my writing baggage, there is work to be done.