I received my contributor’s copies of the August issue of The Sun yesterday. “She Walked Out The Door” is my first publication in print, and my first published story lacking a speculative element. My children are quite impressed that it comes with two pictures. I haven’t quite come around to the whole thing yet. Every now and then I open the cover of one of the copies and discover my name there, and then I close it back up again and go do something else.

I’ll have more to say about the story in the next day or two. Today I’m trying to work, while battling an acute case of butterfly brain. It’s hard to focus when your mind would rather flit about on the breeze.