The past few months reminded me of the many things I’m thankful for. Family and friends who are supportive of my goals. Writing, after all, can make one feel isolated, too much into one’s head. When I get asked how my writing’s going, or when I talk to fellow writers about the rewards and challenges of the craft, I actually feel my soul digest a filling ball of nourishment. Then there is employment. The threat of unemployment beckoned late spring, dangled on my head half the summer, during which I was busy finishing AMfC. Only God knows how V tolerated my moods. Managed to snag another part-time job before the end date of my previous job. And finished AMfC…for now. Thank you!
I’m happy to have the mental and physical faculties needed to pursue survival and fulfilment. Glad to have the remainder of the summer without the aforementioned stresses. Now I’m rediscovering the challenges of short fiction and experiencing growing pains in the new job. But I’m not the kind to complain.