
I’m taking a short break from writing (it’s still being worked on in my head, of course). I’m trying to get some hats knit up to sell for the holiday. Get some backup stock and a gift done.
This time of year is always a struggle. It’s especially so this year. I’m trying to enjoy what I do about the holidays, but sometimes I need something a little not so bright and joyful.
So far, this book has hit the spot. The first story, An Invitation to a Burning by Kay Howard, stirred and whispered to that inner magic of connection. A quietly powerful tale.
Bless Your Heart by Hillary Monahan was perfect. Sometimes we have to take matters into our own hands for those we love. Excellent arc and finish!
I’m still digesting This Skin by Amber Benson. That was not what I was expecting. I might reread it to get another look.
I often forget how much I love short story collections. I grew up reading my dad’s horror and science fiction anthologies. It can be fun to take a few short trips, which is exactly what I need right now.