Oh. Hello 2013.

   It's been a while. And I wish I could say I've been up to something extremely exciting and worthy of writing about. But the truth is I haven't. The truth is, I've been lost. Mentally that is. These here words are the first I have written in months. Months! And they have proven rather difficult to produce. It's like the spark has been plucked out of my head and thrown somewhere nearby, and I'm having some trouble locating it. I've also been laptop-less, which is pretty much like losing an arm. Something I'm sure all my writer-blogger-friends understand.

   But I don't want to dwell on the sadness looming around over here, the sadness that I am yet to work out. Instead I want to share something rather exciting.

   A while ago I was informed that a short story I wrote was short-listed for the yearly anthology at University. Then I found out that I was a prize winner! Hooray.

   The story in question is titled: BLESSED. It is a series of short diary entries written by a nurse about an aunt and her niece he has been closely observing. It's a retelling of part of the King James Bible. And if anyone would like to take a gander at it, you can read it for free here.

   (PAGE 89 for my story, but lots of the other short fictions and memoirs, and pieces of poetry are wonderful reads to.)

   Now I am intent on being present again on the old blogosphere, however I won't allow myself to commit. Not just yet. Me and my head got to some work to do first.

   I hope you've all been well, and taking care of yourselves. I look forward to catching up on all your lives. And for those of you reading this, thanks for sticking with me.