Friday evening's Puffin Awards Benefit went really well. Bill Conall, Mona Anderson and I read from our various work, Kate Oland and Bill Conall performed two of Kate's songs, and Gary Walsh was our emcee. The picture is from our improv story circle, which was hella fun (I love improv stuff). I wish the Puffin Awards every good thing and hope it continues to encourage young writers for a long time to come.
In other news, I've world-built and outlined my next long project, and I'm finally caught up on my backlog of shorter work, so I have no excuse not to begin drafting my next novel tomorrow. It doesn't have a title yet, but it's the first of two in what I'm tentatively calling the Motherland Duology. So until something better comes along, I'll likely refer to it as ML1. I'll also be working on my story for the C is for Chimera anthology a couple of days a week, which I'm tentatively calling "T is for Three (at the End of All Things)". I haven't previously worked on more than a single project at a time because I have trouble switching my focus from one creative piece to another during a day, but I think breaking the week up might be a better strategy for me.
The sun is brighter, the days are lengthening, the snow is melting and my tomato seedlings are getting strong. I'm still hobbly with that damned muscle spasm, but I'm getting back on the treadmill tomorrow to walk half an hour a day and planning to include more yoga in my recovery. Hopefully, I'll be running again soon. At the very least, I'll be swimming, since I have a pool running belt on the way.
That's all for now. Cheers!