Life, or something like it...
I haven't posted in a while, I'm not sure why. I seem to go through periods where whatever's in my head can't be, doesn't want to be, or shouldn't be expressed. I've finished one story recently and actually have two stories in the mail, which is a lot for me.
John Henry had his fourth chemo yesterday. He also had a chest x-ray and things are clear, which is very good news. He looks great and he clearly thinks very highly of himself. Billie had anther seizure three weeks ago (all three of her seizures have been on Fridays) so I'm keeping a log of Billie and seizures and anything that seems odd. Otherwise, though she seems fine, which is good.
The weather is beautiful here. Fall only lasts about twenty-five minutes in iowa and since it's my favorite season I have to enjoy it as much as possible while it's here.
I have been reading a variety of books lately including The Year's best Fantasy and Horror and The Year's Best Science Fiction. I'll try to write more about my impressions of them later, though I will say that it must be a sign of age or something because, although, some of the horor stories are good they don't strike me as very horrifying.