Dreaming so weird lately. Must be hormones. But, good news on the story front -- it's pretty much what my life revolves around (except family). Been requested to enter a piece this year. Wasn't 100% last I posted. Really looking forward to doing so. I take it as an honor, really. Been doing this a while -- since my teens -- and still glad to see that requests and compliments never get taken for granted.
Critiques I take with a an open mind and rooted feet. Improvement, I'm happy to work towards. Losing my voice and style, not so much. Not that one can't live with a little give and take. But being asked to submit, no matter where, still just astounds me. In the best way.
Last time, it was for a publisher in the UK. This time, from a friend. Both delight me so. Am happy to do it.
On the other front, received a great gift yesterday: a Halloween maternity shirt. Shows an adult torso in X-ray with a little one's skeleton lower down. Dude, it ROCKS!
Will be wearing it for as long as it fits!
Pic may follow. Such a great shirt. Which makes the rest of the selection rather sad. There are not that many good options for pregnant women when it comes to Halloween. 99% of them revolve around pumpkin smuggling. How lame.
At least, with a little digging, something good can still be found out there. Hopefully, there'll be more to come, too.
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