Neglected. Poor thing.

Oh, poor forgotten blog-website-thing, how I have misused you.

The last few months have been great, and I attribute that to the fact that autumn, the best season, is upon us. Baby boy número dos has arrived, I've had three flash pieces accepted into a daily anthology (my first! Though it doesn't pay), and I've entered not one but two novels (which may or may not be entirely complete) into a contest where I may have agents bid to see my work (assuming I am one of the winners).