I have a full-time job, a husband, a dog, and a full-time obsession with words. I’ve been absent. I’m sorry. Until April 30, that’s not going to change. I really need to make this deadline. I love this story and I want it to succeed.
Yes, I’ve been flaky. Yes, I will continue to be flaky.
I have a work deadline on May 1, and another on June 1, and then I have a few weeks to clean shit up before I start working toward September 1.
I have another submission due August 10, a contemporary novel to finish rewriting, and a fantasy series waiting in the rewrite wings.
For those of you asking if I’m going to take my dog to obedience school: Yeah, I’ll get right on that. I would also like to sleep in some Saturday, and play a video game or two with Lemur again. I don’t see any of that happening in the next two months.
Thanks for understanding.