“The house burned an hour before midnight on the last day of April.”
– John Jakes
This fourth month of the year will be my last month living in the place I’ve called home for the past four years, and everything I’ve had published with small presses was created here. I’ve also experienced four major losses while living here.
I’m ready to move on.
My husband and I close on our new home May 1st, the same day I begin a May Writing Camp hosted by Anne Frasier/Theresa Weir and accompanied by twenty or so fellow spring campers.
I’ll spend this month heavy in percolating mode, packing mode, and thinly-veiled panic.
I will spend the next with fingertips on fire.