Finally writing again after surviving the first three weeks of October. Ballooning thirteen days out of the first twenty-three and traveling five more doesn't give a person time to focus on much else.
I read somewhere that once you do something eighteen days in a row, it becomes a habit. I think it works the other way. Once you don't do something for that long, not doing it becomes a habit.
In any event, I wrote two short stories that I owed publishers this week. "It Gets In Your Blood" is about an alien invasion of an open pit copper mine in South America. Thanks to
Delores Deloris McConnell, Judy Lupton Mowdy, Ken King, Robin Lupton and several others for the idea storm that became this story. Should see print around the first of the year.
The second short story, "A is for Ant," is an apocalyptic tale about the end of civilization caused by the proliferation of plastic waste. It will appear next spring - assuming my story premise doesn't come true.
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