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I was incredibly tired all day yesterday; so much so that I'm surprised my eyes weren't crossed most of the day. This is to alert you, Constant Reader, that I did not read another short story yesterday, and so have nothing to offer you this morning. But to give myself a little bit of credit, I've done much better this Short Story Month than I have in previous years, so that's something. And in reading these stories, I've also learned a lot about the craft and art of writing short stories, and I've also had to think about that as well--so this is the first time Short Story Month has actually had the desired effect on me. So I am counting this as a win, no matter what others might think. So there.

I depart on Monday for a trip to the frigid North to visit my family, and then on the way back, as I previously mentioned, I am doing the Murder in the Magic City weekend event in Birmingham and Wetumpka before returning home to New Orleans a week from this Sunday. I don't have anything pressing to work on while I am gone--still, taking the MacBook Air just in case something comes up (despite hating to work on it), but hoping nothing will. I hope to do some reading--I'm taking four books with me; including an Ace Atkins and a Michael Koryta and a Laura Lippman--and I also have a lot of comic books on my iPad to catch up on as well.

I also think I am starting to come out of the post-book(s) malaise a bit; I woke up this morning with a great idea about the essay I need to write, and am very hopeful that I can bang that out today and tomorrow so I can not worry about it this weekend. Huzzah!

I am also going to try to read Ace Atkins' story in Mississippi Noir for tomorrow.

And on that note, I am going to get my day going. I am going to run some errands before going into the office--another late night of bar testing looms--and then after tomorrow, my vacation starts, so yay!

Here's a hunk for you, Constant Reader.

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