Two years is definitely a long time. Why, it's in the neighborhood of 730 days, 104 weeks, or 24 months. In any event, it's a crying shame to let two years slip by without addressing The Bloggerage and its myriad followers. Mea culpa, mea culpa to you all, my lovelies.
So, what have I been doing in all that time, you may well ask. And don't believe for one moment that I don't hear the catch in your collective voice, and perhaps the hint of haughty sarcasm. It's the sting. The hurt. I know. The pain of having been ignored, shunned as it were. But fear not my lovelies, I never intended to abandon you - not for this long anyway. It's not as if I said I was going out for a pack of cigarettes and never returned.
But sometimes Life (yes, with a capital L) gets in the way and though our intentions are good and meritorious, like an old TV, technicalities beyond our control come along and adjust our rabbit ears. No, I'm not subtly referring to a stint in the slammer, just ... things. Let's move on, shall we?
The WIP I mentioned in a previous blog [Nooks & Grannies - that's the name of the book, not the name of a previous blog] has been completed and is currently being queried to agents looking for quirky, contemporary YA. Am very happy with how it turned out and already kicking around ideas for the sequel.
A number of amusing short stories were also created in the 'away time'. Oh, don't start fussing. I'm sorry I brought it up again.
I must pootle along now, things to do, don't you know. But next time I will address those bloody up talkers. And you know who you are.
Until then, be well, my lovelies.
So, what have I been doing in all that time, you may well ask. And don't believe for one moment that I don't hear the catch in your collective voice, and perhaps the hint of haughty sarcasm. It's the sting. The hurt. I know. The pain of having been ignored, shunned as it were. But fear not my lovelies, I never intended to abandon you - not for this long anyway. It's not as if I said I was going out for a pack of cigarettes and never returned.
But sometimes Life (yes, with a capital L) gets in the way and though our intentions are good and meritorious, like an old TV, technicalities beyond our control come along and adjust our rabbit ears. No, I'm not subtly referring to a stint in the slammer, just ... things. Let's move on, shall we?
The WIP I mentioned in a previous blog [Nooks & Grannies - that's the name of the book, not the name of a previous blog] has been completed and is currently being queried to agents looking for quirky, contemporary YA. Am very happy with how it turned out and already kicking around ideas for the sequel.
A number of amusing short stories were also created in the 'away time'. Oh, don't start fussing. I'm sorry I brought it up again.
I must pootle along now, things to do, don't you know. But next time I will address those bloody up talkers. And you know who you are.
Until then, be well, my lovelies.
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