Oh, look.  Has it really been a week since I last posted?

There’s a reason for that, honest.   The day job has been the stuff of nightmares lately and I really haven’t had the energy to muster up anything creative.  I honestly believe jobs do that right before a scheduled vacation just to make you appreciate the vacation more.  At least that’s what I’m hoping.

The week has not been a total loss.  I’ve started reading Donald Maass’ The Fire In The Fiction for next month’s workshop.  Very interesting and I’m looking forward to hearing him speak in person.  I was also able to complete vastly overdue critique owed to VP bud Miranda Suri.

Steph and I also discovered that we have a new bookstore in town.  We stopped by on Saturday and I was instantly impressed and jealous (I’ve always wanted to own my own bookstore).  And finally, Steph knitted me a new hat to replace the one I stupidly sent through the washer.

Oh, yeah.  I had one last critique of Genie Memories too.