One of the best things about a new anthology arriving at my doorstep - whether or not I have a tale inside it - is the potential to discover new (or new-to-me) authors.
So last year (how weird to say that, though I know I'll be writing "2013" and scratching it out for days to come) I managed to write about a different short story every day of the year.
It was still quite busy in the store today. It's lovely for making the day swell by, but with many of those interactions being returns, it's sometimes a bit disheartening.