Tada!

I finished "A Labor of Love" today. It's the first non-job-related short story that I've finished in the last three years. There is some possibility that I will get up the nerve to go ahead and send it on the rounds of rejection. I'm completely out of touch; I don't know who would take a ~3700-word modern fantasy story these days aside from The Magazine of Fantasy & Science Fiction (and I know about them because my parents had a subscription.) Must do research if I want to send it around. I could make a decent argument for it being literary fiction instead of genre writing, too, which spreads the market out. Hmm.

Anyway, I'm awfully happy. I have five other half-finished short stories that were all started in the last six months, and perhaps I'll knock off one of them in the near future. Perhaps not (I'm abyssmal when I'm not working to deadline) but it's nice to imagine.