...but it helps.
Things are going well. Over the weekend, I was able to spend a few uninterrupted hours working on my own novel again, a long-untitled book which I'm just going to have to call the Avendur project, since that's the name of the world itself I'm creating. And even that might be temporal.
My really exciting news is that at last I heard back about my Eberron submission.
(It's only been about 9 months!) I made the "short list," making me one of the 30-ish runners up! Mark Sehestedt from the book department at Wizards of the Coast (and one of the Eberron editors) was kind enough to email me the letter when I inquired about its never arriving by snail mail.
Needless to say, I'm thrilled.
Very. Now, for the time being, it doesn't mean much, other than a billion CCs of writer's adrenaline injected directly into the self-confidence gland. Down the road a bit, though, it also means I should be included on the list when there's a closed call for something else in the Eberron line. Time to start unearthing Eberron lore again!
The weekend was pretty good. My grandmother has been in and out of the hospital for a while now and had to spend Mother's Day there. My brother visited her on Saturday, and Marisa and I visited her on Sunday. Her health has been the sadder portion of late.
Then there was a big shindig for Mother's Day at our place. The LoPrete clan and friends, including a handful of screaming toddlers, converged. It was loud, but fun and full of food.