Another month has come and gone, so as I am want to do, a little bit of navel gazing.  I’m oddly happy with March, I feel it’s been one of my better writing months in a long time.  And I credit that to one thing: Short Stories.  I never used to be a fan of writing short stories, though can’t really say why.  I think it went back to my first real writing project being a novel and feeling like the longer form was somehow a more worthy endeavor.  In the end, though, the short story has given me a chance to explore thoughts quickly, make every word count, and in the end I think I’ve really grown as a writer.

Now the next trick is to keep it up.

I got one short story out the door this month, Vampire of Mars.  I’m happier with it than I have been any other story in awhile.  It might not find a home the first place I sent it to, but it’s going to go into heavy circulation until someone picks it up.  And it’s the first story I’ve written where I can say with real confidence: someone will pick it up.

April will mean a return to my Luchador story, and potentially some work on an idea germinating about a marshy Venus, in keeping with my Unleaded post this week.

Just because it’s been a good month doesn’t mean it’s any time for me to rest.  Always onwards.  Always forward.