Whew, what a few months. My family and I remain tightly in our quarantine bubble while the world rages around us. There are so many amazing things happening (Black Lives Matter movement and Social Justice reform, ever more urgent discourse on climate change, recognition that without teachers our world would grind to a halt) and some horrific things (I mean, do I have to name them all....?), but it all became a little too much for my anxiety riddled brain to handle, let alone comment on. So, I did what I usually do in times of stress. I buried my head in the literary sand. This time, instead of just voraciously consuming books, I actually sat down to write quite a few short stories this summer. I also polished off a lot of pieces from the past few years and hit the slush pile. Newly shiny drafts of horror, light sci-fi, and urban fantasy in hand, I've been scouring the internet and twitter for places to submit my work while looking ahead to what else may be on the horizon. A
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