It's April at last, and my lawn already needs mowing. The dogwood buds are swelling, trees are greening, and everywhere I look I see daffodils, forsythia, hyacinth, and other spring flowers. I love East Tennessee. I'm so glad I'm home.
I have a story coming up next week in Every Day Fiction, "Sick Day," which will appear on April 8. That's also my nephew Isaac's birthday, which reminds me I need to get his present in the mail!
Once again I have three stories on hold for further consideration. I'm particularly excited about "Rumpelstiltskin," which the editor at CatsCurious wants to hold on to a little longer. Yes, please, hold on to that one as long as you find necessary. :)
I have decided that instead of griping because I don't get immediate (or even timely) responses to many submissions, I'll rejoice every day that goes by that I don't hear back. After all, that may mean someone's set it aside for another reading, right? This is my new stress-free method of handling submissions. Of course, I will still spend ridiculous amounts of time scrutinizing Duotrope for clues to when I might hear back or if not hearing back is a good thing or a bad thing, but hey, everyone needs a hobby.