Behold! The blog rises, phoenix-like,from the ashes of neglect.
Actually, it’s more like punting a burning Thanksgiving turkey. Still dead when it hits the ground.
My main excuse for putting the electrodes on this corpse is that I have some stories that will be published over the next few months, and I need to do a little promotion. Or as we call it in the literary world, shameless self-pimpulation and ego–basting..
My last post was on Groundhog’s day. Sadly, this is a representative slice of my prose production, In technical terms, I haven’t written Jack Shit. But I seem to be on a winning streak, I’ve already completed a few grocery lists and they both got good reviews.
More details on my upcoming pubs to come, as well as some fascinating glimpses into my demented psyche are soon to follow..