I've been all over the place lately. Up so high, I never thought it would end. Down so low, I was sick of myself. Feeling lonely and crowded all at once. Feeling like I could listen for hours and like I couldn't stand to hear one more word. Understanding and patient to couldn't-give-a-fuck. My even keel is clearly out to sea. But, on the plus side, I did finish my Christmas shopping. In all my all-over-the-map state, I seem to have misplaced my Christmas spirit. Until I bought a purse that talks for my niece. That helped a little. And, having my story, 11 Pipers Piping, in the 12 Days of Christmas anthology coming up on Ravenous Romance. The first story goes up on the 14th, so make sure and check them all out. Mine will be on Christmas Eve, don't cha know.
My mood also lifted when I found out that my story, The Last Cigarette, is truly taboo. Well, taboo enough to make it into Playing with Fire, edited by the lovely Alison Tyler.
But, for every good, there seems to be a not so good. Something from left field, found out third hand, that blows all the good out of the water. I hate that I let myself get upset about stuff like that, but hey, I'm human. It's bad enough when it comes face to face, but when it is grapevine sent, I hate it even more.
But, it's Man Candy Monday, and time to start again. Hope you all enjoy it, I know I do.
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