As foretold by the publisher some months ago so it has come to pass: another one of my stories has been published this very day. It’s the same process each time, and every time different. Write, edit, submit, hope, hope and hope. Wait, wait, and wait before the acceptance that is never inevitable. More like miraculous. My words in the world, alive in their own reality. Weird. Bewildering. Still.

And thus, here’s the big reveal. To read my flash fiction, Circular Dreaming, you can visit here at the wondrously named Showbear Family Circus.