I’m finally back live! It feels strange. Even my desktop keyboard feels odd after typing on an iPad for a month.

LIFE GETS IN THE WAY
It’s been a volatile thirty days filled with ups and downs. First off, I love my new home. My space is cozy and comfortable, and there’s something happening every minute. It’s the antithesis of suburbia—a definite win.

The downside? Not having my pup with me has proven more devastating than I imagined it would be—and what I imagined was pretty dire. My heart aches for the little guy.

a019d’Arty (d’Artagnan) and I have been constant companions for eleven years, moving from Seattle to California, from California to Georgia. We’ve weathered not only a variety of climates, but his many health struggles, including multiple surgeries, diabetes, and blindness, not to mention my various hair colors. I tried to FaceTime with him, but he just doesn’t get a digital me. Dogs are funny that way.

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WRITING RIDES THE BACK-BURNER
As far as writing goes, it has not been an auspicious month. Early on, I completed a submission written during a brief stay at a hotel with WiFi. It was a final stand against self-publishing. I don’t hold out much hope, but I wouldn’t be able to live with myself without exercising every alternative before traversing the indie route.

Allow me to say again, I have nothing against self-pubbing except the administrative work that goes along with it. Unfortunately, I don’ t have the financial resources to hire someone to do that work for me. Yes, I could do it myself. No, I don’t want to.  If I were rich, I’d have self-published eons ago, believe me.

Other Happenings on the writing front: rejection for a story shortlisted by a publication to which I bequeathed [what turned out to be] an eight-month exclusive.

The rejection was a disappointment, but it’s part of the game. However, when said magazine sent a second rejection for the same story last week, I was peeved. That’s just plain mean.  I got it the first time.

Then, twisting the knife a little deeper, I received a third rejection by way of an editor from whom I withdrew the story back when the first magazine asked for the exclusive.

A single submission and three rejections—one from a publication to which I did not submit. OUCH!

I’ve since resubmitted the story elsewhere, someplace far better than the other two mags. That’ll teach ’em!

Last but not least, I received a timely, gracious, and professional rejection on a very short fiction piece that I haven’t yet had time to resubmit, but I will.

And what’s happening with my current WIP, you ask?

What WIP?

JK! It’s been on hiatus, but now it’s full speed ahead on CRYING FOR MERCY.

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 It’s been too long!
What have you been up to for the last month?

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