Ah, to be gainfully employed. . .

Today was the first day of my new job. It was fine. It is a good company, good pay, good benefits and great people but now I know I’d rather be writing full time. But alas, it is not to be – yet. The walk from the employee parking lot is ½ mile and my legs are aching. I hoping all this walking will give me a butt like a twenty year old by next spring.

I’m just warming up the fingers to get ready to type and edit Issue 16 of Blood on an Appalachian Sunset that I managed to handwrite in between training sessions. I want to have Issues 16, 17 and hopefully 18 done and submitted by Sunday.

I haven’t heard anything on any of my submissions and I probably won’t submit anything new until the first of October. I revised a short story and I want to send it to Glimmertrain.

Well, that’s all I can do for now. I’m a working gal again.