In a small display of cosmic irony, the day after I wrote “Boo” I received news that one of the pieces I had out for submission was accepted (the angel story). And then the day after that, the other piece I had out for submission, Owen’s Home and Garden, was also accepted (much to my shock and delight).
I have accepted a husbandless vacation and am planning how I will spend my time. The place where I’m going is the place I based Simon’s hiding place on. I’m driving a route I’ve never taken, and I’m looking forward to experiencing this route that I (briefly) described Simon taking in OHAG. I love traveling by car through this country. It’s amazing how different and beautiful the land is as you move east to west, north to south.
I haven’t been there in four years, and the last time was bittersweet. In the sweet vein, we were all there–my extended family. But we were mourning the loss of a family member, seeking solace in this peaceful place of our childhood that seems to exist outside the reality of normal life.
While there, I plan to do a whole lot of nothing and ficlet writing. By nothing I mean photography, motor boating, walking in the woods, star grazing, swimming, and generally just existing.