I haven’t been blogging much lately. The corollary, and worse, part is that I haven’t been writing much, either. The home sale has stalled. It may not go through. I spend most of my hours on the phone with realtors on both sides. Should I put down a security deposit, sign a lease, when this sale is now so doubtful? But I don’t want to lose the place, either–it’s very nice. Between inspections, negotiations and calls with realtors, I’m drained of all my time and my energy. I feel limp, like a dish towel after a big New Year’s Eve clean-up.
There is some good news. I finished one piece this month and sent it out. I’ll likely finish another (first draft, at least) before the month is out. That puts me on-track for my goals (finish 2 pieces a month, and, by end of year, have 6 stories ‘at sea’ at any given time). I now have 4 circulating stories.
Also, Jessica Weiss at Wicked East Press announced that the anthology containing my first accepted story (Short Sips 2) will be available in late March/early April. This is a huge boost for me right now, in the midst of so much bad news. My first words on actual paper. (Or in e-book form. You decide.) It’s the light at the end of the tunnel. And it’s definitely strange that the shifting world of writing and publishing now seems more stable to me than the concrete world that I live in.
Hmmm. . . there could be a story in that.