The daily ski report told of fast turns and corduroy slopes. The sun clawed through a carpet of fog, melting away clouds and revealing an endless blue sky. In a word: perfection–a day made for escape, for forgetting about deadlines and worries.
A stop at the post office confirmed the day’s promise: the winter edition of Beyond Centauri–packed with sci fi and fantasy stories (along with my contribution, Stinky Feet For Dinner)–waited for me. My escape was complete.
Congratulations–both on the story and the boldness to do what is needful and take some time to rekindle the flame within. You go!
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Congrats! I was scrolling through my terribly unorganized list of bookmarked sites and rediscovered yours! Do you still belong to SCBWI-MI? You should submit your good news to the newsletter and/or share on the listserv.
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Thanks, Kristin! And for the nudge to send my good news to the SCBWI-MI newsletter and listserv.
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