I didn’t do last week’s Friday Fictioneers. I will admit, I was too caught up in other projects. Which is a shame; the prompt picture was quite lovely. But life had to take precedence.
Life has changed quite a bit in the last five months. The move was just the tip of the iceberg.
A Friday Fictioneers post, two weeks in a row? What is this madness? Could I actually be getting myself together and on a regular posting cycle again?
Stop laughing. It could -totally- happen.
Copyright Sandra Crook
Another Friday, another Friday Fictioneers.
This one is… well, it’s a bit more personal than I usually get. But hey, why not, right?
The Harsh Light of Daytime
Copyright Stephen Baum
Look! I’m actually posting twice in a month! And on the right day today! Go, me.
Copyright Kent Bonham
The Sailor’s Bride
Copyright C. Hase
So much has changed, just from the beginning of the year.
I haven’t forgotten about this tiny corner of the internet. I’ve been working on projects. Working on family. Life. Writing, always.
We’ve left the bustle of a major metropolis in the valley for a tiny (to me) town, half a mile away from the California coast. I’ve wanted to live here my whole life. It still feels like a dream.
I felt burned out. At the end of my line. For so long.
Now, I feel my wings coming back. Unfurling.
Like a phoenix. I shall rise.
What sort of New Year’s weekend would it be if I didn’t have a Friday Fictioneers story posted (albeit a day late?)
image copyright Björn Rudberg