Not. At least not in these parts.
If summer is going to arrive at all this year, it’ll be late at best.
Same with my writing output at the moment. There’s a few stories bubbling close to submission, including a “sequel” to The Clay Farima, a prompt-based cyborg laserfest, various flash length works, and a long-standing piece that riffs on the theme of societal displacement (woah, dude)… some, none, or all of these may be ready to send out in the next few days and weeks.
I’m keenly aware of keeping up some sort of writerly momentum, a pressure to maintain at least an arithmetic progression of publication…but that’s just crazy thinking. There’s still so much I need to improve, so much more to learn; it’s these things I need to concentrate on, not chasing some illusory timetable or arbitrary numerical ambition.
Quality, not quantity. That’s what I need right now.