Time does go by, doesn’t it?

Sorry. Busy. But busy with good stuff, I promise.

-Working on the book. My goal is to have it in shape to start submitting to agents within the next month.
-Why that timeline? Well, because I’m going to be busy developing a course in mystery writing for a certain community writing center I may have mentioned before. Details when they are set.
-In the next few weeks, I’ll also be reading some fiction in this series. Come over and eat some tamales and hear some stories.
-I’ll also be moderating a panel at the largest gathering of writers ANYWHERE WHAT WAS I THINKING WHEN I PROPOSED THIS?

Deep breath.

I’ll be fine. This is the job. You don’t like public speaking? Don’t become a writer. That’s just part of the deal these days. Maybe Hemingway didn’t have to do panels at writers’ conferences but, as we can safely agree to say to each other, you are not Hemingway, and neither am I.

Wedding anniversary (nine years of wedded bliss, baby) and husband’s birthday and plans to see a college friend after ten years apart and two dog walks a day.

That’s how time goes.