I’m busy booking guest bloggers for the rest of the year, so hopefully I’ll have a nice long list again on my sidebar soon. There’ll be some new names and some more familiar, as always. Carina Press authors, Samhain authors, NY pubbed authors. All sorts of choices for you.
I’m still in my writing cave. I’m this || close to finishing the first draft of a novella length historical western. I’m quite pleased with how it’s going, though it is a bit slower than I’d hoped. I’ve got a few other irons in the fire right now too that are keeping me hopping.
And in real life, Guitar Hero has bought his first vehicle — a huge beat-up V8 gas-guzzling half-ton that he needs for his job. (Guess who gets to finance it?) He’s supposed to get it tonight. Which means I get to do some running around ahead of time.
He’s almost the age I was when I had him, and yet I still worry about him as if he were still a youngster. (The picture to the left was taken when he was 6 months old. He started walking a few weeks after that and has kept me chasing after him ever since.)
All sorts of scenarios are running through my mind as he will soon have to be driving it across Toronto to get to his various job sites. I was doing that when I was 6 years younger than him, same with Gizmo Guy. The worries of parenting never ends, it seems. Or maybe it’s just me.
If you’re a parent, tell me, please, do you ever get to a point where you can stop worrying about your children?