So, maybe that vacation I mentioned the other day isn’t going to happen. Yes, the driving and driving and the wedding will happen, but nothing we planned to visit on our great tour of U.S. history is open currently, thanks to the U.S. government. After I explained the situation to the kids, and suggested it could be solved by grownups learning to act like grownups, my thirteen-year-old broke in with “or maybe just like kids my age.” I have to say I agree with him.
I do have a bit of good news to share though. A short story sale! I’ve been a little lax about sending things out this year. Okay, maybe more than a little lax. Maybe, just maybe, the success I had last year startled me, and I ran and hid in the bushes like a frightened rabbit for a while. It happens.
But every rabbit has to leave the safety of the shrubbery at some point. I did. I survived. I sold a story. I’ll give more details soon, once things like contracts have happened. I’m pretty thrilled.