My writing, zombies, and other slow-moving things

On the writing front, September started out very productive but quickly shifted into excruciatingly slow mode.  I spent almost the entire month revising one dang story that insisted on kicking my ass at every turn.  But eventually I beat it into submission and submitted it to Interzone's upcoming MundaneSF issue.  And once I got that story out of my system, I polished up and submitted another (and much shorter) one, as well as two more flash stories.  One of these days I'll actually run out of old stories to revise and write something new.

And I found me some interesting part-time paying work that I should be starting this week.  I'd tell you what it is, but then I'd have to kill you.  OK, so maybe not, but I did have to sign a confidentiality agreement.  I feel special, in a secretive sort of way.

On an unrelated note, I wish I could be as badass in real life as I am in my dreams.  The other night I had a dream about a zombie invasion and I was being all Sigourney Weaver in Aliens with the flame thrower action.  It was awesome.