A new year...

Well it's the first day in the New Year and it feels fresh but old like yesterday had never ended.  Perhaps the hang over abuses the senses with a propensity for the urge to move forward.  Something similar like the passing of the 1990's whose passing was like a twinkle of dust falling off the edge of a comets trail.

Sounds good really but the fact is we as writers move forward and can only look back into the foggy memories of the past.  The case holds true with writing.  Even if one has been published numourous times, he or she stil has to move foreward and hope those nuggets of stories that are left behind find thier way to someones personal favorites on a book shelf.

Luckily I have had pretty good fortune lately and hope 2012 holds more fortune...meaning a better payout but who knows.  For the time being we will wait and write new chapters and hope the ghosts from the past finally find homes on paper.

Got a story titled "Red Mist" accepted here within Static Press' Anthology Ghost Stories-Western Style.  Loved the cover and was asked if there was to be a second vol to this anthology would I submit?  Of course it's hard to turn down a good challange.  We'll what transpires.

Another Static Movement Press Anthology.  I set out to get a story into this anthology and got it done.  The story is titled "Dead Run".

For the time being we'll press on as writers.