|A little cuckoo across a hydrangea by Yosa Buson.|
The time from Halloween through the first of the year is always busy and full of family commitments — and all the joy and holiday cheer that goes along with it.
Keeping up with the writing, say nothing of this blog, is a bit of a challenge. Lately it appears that my story-writing draft/rest/revise/finish cycle has been biting me in the ass. I find myself with a dearth of time and an excess of UNFINISHED stories. I’ll be looking to that in the next weeks.
Here are some haikus about it.