Insecure Writers Support Group, August 2015

Ah, Ah, AH--CHOO!

I say raise your Kleenex in the air!

Wave it around like you just don't care!

And if your temperature goes to 101,

Everybody say: Oh-yeah! Cough, cough, cough, hack, hack.


I'se god a code, a bad, bad code. Last night was a bit surreal, waking up through an infinite series of dreams of waking up, turning over, waking up, turning over. Did I actually sleep? Not sure.

The timing of this is not so good. I've only got three days left of premium alone time, and then camp's over for my youngest. I won't have the house to myself until September 10. Yikes. I'll just have to sneak in some writing somewhere because the next short story will be due October 1. The research is mostly done, the outline is there, but I haven't written a single word. Gerble-snitzle.

This fall will be busy. I'll have another sci-fi/fantasy short story collection come out in November, my historical novel will be queued up for query-town, and it'll be time to break ground on a new novel. Finally! How's your fall shaping up?