I haven't fallen off the edge of the world. I'm alive and well in Oklahoma.
I haven't had much luck getting time to write, and when I have found the time to write, I haven't had much success in doing anything worth putting up for you all to read. Other factors have played into the thing, but they are of a personal nature concerning my adoptive family. I may share those events at some point but not right now.
Pop's (adoptive father) and I have started working on an outline for a story. A fanfiction story in the Star Trek Universe. So far, just outlining has proved time-consuming. I'm not sure how long a story it will be, but Dad and I have the start of quite a tale. SciFi isn't something either one of us has worked in that much, so we want it to be good. At the moment he isn't able to work on the thing, holidays you know are busy times at movie theaters.
In the meantime, I reviewed a few faltering starts I had this past few months to see if I can work through one of them and make a better story out it. One of them is also SciFi, I have done a few of them in the past, but have never been all that happy with the end results.
I just haven't published anything for such a long time I am worried you will assume I have died, become gravely ill, or just abandoned writing altogether. I realize there are those that would believe me quitting writing to be a good thing, and maybe those die-hard critics of mine are right. But I haven't, at least not yet.
It is my goal to publish something before the end of the year. I can do this if work cooperates with me, if my wife and I don't have too many spats, (yes for those of you that don't realize it, women can and do marry women) and if nothing bad happens in or to the extended family.
On a sad note, we must consider options for our beloved cat and his needs. I think we will need to do something by the end of the year to release him from his suffering, which becomes more apparent with each passing week. Looks like surgery might be on the table for Capin' Tom. We want to give him a few more years. The other option is unthinkable for Jo, but in the end, we are going to have to let the Vet guide us on this.
Okay enough of my belling aching, I need to get back to work and hope I can write tonight.
All the best to all of you who are the absolute best!
Millie