I have crossed 2 things off my 13 item writing to-do list.

Gone are:

#1: Finish The Herbalist's Apprentice
#3: Read for writing group

Right now I'm doing:

#6: rewrite "Zebulon Vance Sings the Alphabet Songs of Love" & sub
#9: make master agent list and their guidelines/requirements

Holy crap.

Does that "holy crap" make sense to you?

I'll never be less than grateful for my opportunities, both the ones I've been given and the ones I've carved out for myself. I'll never be less than grateful for my luck, both past and future. And doing this, right now and right here, the writing, and the agent hunting, and the all of it... it's what I want to be doing. There's no whining, no griping, no moping, no slogging. This is what I want to be doing.