Caught a breath from all the activity--- the food bank where my wife is the Executive Director lost our building on almost no notice, so this weekend I moved the equivalent of a medium sized convenience store and a small clothing boutique, including fixtures.
Writing was such a releif from hucking canned goods that I managed to finish "Weaving Spiders Come Not Here" the third story in the Servant of the Manthycore series. A quick run against the crit group, and it will be ready to submit.
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