Back at writing

I lost december to the flu, and two really unpleasant falls, tripped over the baby-gate, and then the bathmat slipped out from under me.

Graceful, not so much.

The family crisis ( my mom’s health) is now resolved and recovering fine, and a few major projects are finally off the ground and contracts and documents and deposits sorted for a bunch more.

It pretty much ate January.

But I have ideas, and there’ll be a new book this year at least. More tales of my little immortal clan are forthcoming.

Just doing a bit of writing, the WonderSpouse is down with food poisoning tonight.

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