Listen, it's been a year, right?
So I was sort of failing at the A to Z blogging challenge in April--but still attempting to chug through it--and I suffered an injury. We're going to pretend, en mass, that I like dove into a street amidst oncoming traffic to save a baby in one of those old big-wheel buggies and really just redefined heroism for a generation. Because I did. I did.
Anyway, the short of all of that is that I broke a finger right before finals time last semester which was all the fun. Clearly. And also made the whole writing thing difficult in a multitude of ways that I'm just now starting to get over. Which means, happily, that there will definitely be more writing. It also means I'm butting up against this semester and therefor I'm running out of available time for writing.
So I'm not going to make any promises about when updates for that story will happen, but they will. Cross my heart. And there are supposed to be other publication schedules this 'year' that will happen (she says, with supreme confidence).
Still, it's summer for like another two weeks for me. Have a cat picture.