Today, I'm writing a short story for submission to an anthology that has Kevin J. Anderson in it. (Gulp.)

I thought I'd share the process of getting started, submitting, and the notification of acceptance or rejection. (I hope there's a notification. Those seem to be no longer a priority for some.)

We gathered to say we love you, Yvonne. We miss you! Your favorite cake was gone in minutes. Maggie kept sticking her fingers into the strawberries and cream.

Look who's posing by the front door. And get a load of that tail! Handsome little guy.

We seem to be caught in a Time Loop.

Instead of Vanderbuilt and his ilk, we have new names. There's only one way out of an oligarchy, folks. Let's put a stop to this nonsense before we're fully there.

"Not left, not right, but Starward."

I think of myself as common sense, middle of the road, with aspirations to keep improving the nation for all.

Andrew Yang created a middle of the road party, but missed the opportunity to name it in a way that makes the goals clear.

Instead, it's "Forward".

I can't believe it has to be said, but I stand with Canada.

🔥 Rep. Al Green is not new to standing up

I have an old Twitter (now X) account that I can't delete because it uses an email I no longer have access to. And, unfortunately, I used an illustration for the picture, so I can't prove that it was my account with an ID.

I wonder how long it will stay up.

"Montaigne Medal Finalist"

That has a nice ring to it. Weeeeeeee!

A cold brew and trailer chicken tacos for less than $10? I love happy hour in Austin!

Haha! I'm having a slow start with this new, Blue Sky thingamabob. I had to Google how to view the comments. (Touch the text.)

Still not sure how to view comments when it's just a photo, but I'll leave that quest for tomorrow.

And here's a picture, just because I can.

Turns out, I can't.