Hey Mr. Postman

Tomorrow.

“****************” hits te mailbox tomorrow.  It’s as ready as it’s going to get.  I truly believe this has semifinalist tattooed all over it.  Maybe I’m naive.  Then again, maybe I’m selling myself short.  Only one way to find out.

So it’s on to greener stories now. “The Naked Man” is due for more attention, as is “The Will of Roshambo”, an older piece I haven’t done much with.  Or maybe it’s time to spark the creative juices with a quick flash.  Whatever it is, I need to keep writing.  I don’t have a story for the next WotF quarter yet.  I’ll be 4 for 4 in submissions this year and I’d like to keep it up until I either win or start focusing full time on one of my five novels-in-progress.

Thanks to Nobu and Tomas for their last-minute comments on OWW, and thanks to Matt and Will for their commentary, too.  But now, off to bed.