My newest short story, Blue Christmas, was published in early November in England’s Women’s Weekly Fiction Special. It is, very loosely, based on a long ago Christmas when my mother tried to cook a very large goose in an oven meant for a chicken. It didn’t exactly work, but we all survived. And guess why I no longer eat birds.
In my last newsletter I mentioned that I would be attending a workshop given by the Vancouver Island Romance Writers. That happened in September, and the guest speaker, Shannon Mayer, was entertaining, hilarious and super-informative. She came with cupcakes too. I strongly recommend her books, as well as her cupcakes, to anyone who loves magic and Urban Fantasy.
Since then I’ve stayed close to home because, unfortunately, my husband’s COPD doesn’t take kindly to travel. Happily, we’re both looking forward to a visit from family very soon. Baxter-dog is, of course, looking forward to extra food.
Greetings to all, and to all a good 2019.