I'm really not that interesting.

Oh great, now I feel pressured to say something witty and fine, which will pretty much guarantee that it will be dull as dirt.

I'm in a bit of a lull right now. I have a short story due to come out in September, and one that I kind of cowrote with Anna J. Linden coming out at the same time. (She did most of the work, I just sat back and ate peeled grapes and occasionally wrote a bit when I felt like it. She's a saint.) After that, I don't have anything contracted just yet. Frighteningly, I do