OK so I've done more quilting than writing recently, but I did do some fiddling - this picture is me, at the Burro Street Exchange, in Cloudcroft, over the weekend. I'll tell you what took the wind out of my sails, to tell you the truth, and that was the fact that my own son got a YouTube channel with thousands of likes, ten thousands of subscribers, a sponsorship, etc. In other words, he hit it big. And here I am, plodding away, writing poetry and short stories, dropping it in the sea of self-published work, etc. I was a bit jealous though most people have told me, don't compare apples and oranges.

The fact is, sales is recognition, and he has a side job, though he's still in high school, and I'm sitting here, still with my day job (in a middle school in nearby Alamogordo) hoping someday my writing will amount to something. My music is doing well. My quilt (second one, for a second granddaughter) also going well. My writing, floundering. I didn't even finish my two novels this summer.

Ah well, plug on. To hear this (No Expectations) go to the Burro Street Exchange Facebook page. It's a beautiful little boardwalk in downtown here. More about my general PR angst soon.