Wowza! the last six months have been intense. A pandemic has certainly stuck a blow for my creativity and despite the working from home and supposed all the free time we allegedly had, find myself running out of time to do much at all! Where do I start?
- Worked on my first contribution to an anthology
- Finaled in several competitions
- Won two competitions
- Had my second story appear in anthology
- Had a short story accepted by a science fiction magazine
- Have the interest of an overseas agent for one of my manuscripts
- Attended an intense online conference
- Turned 50
That isn’t all – I’m sure there is more but I am still swamped by life (and work!)
The language of the Afghan men congregating on the busy wharf had drifted in the breeze. Their words song-like, as if they were preparing for choir.
killing my darlings
And now I find as we are on the slide into Christmas and the end of the year I am heavily editing and crying at having to kill all my darlings that I lovingly crafted over the year.
But, we must move on, bring on Spring!
