I'm back, and some lovely places have run two of my pieces:
Composure -- in which I revisit an old theme but enter by a different door. For me. Do you know what I'm talking about? Maybe not.
Oddity -- in which I revisit the Brooklyn Fair, circa 1985. Teri will know. This is part of Erin Cole's Thirteen Days of Horror. Which I will catch up on as soon as I can.
Barely awake here, and have lots to do, so please forgive my zombieness. Be back tomorrow with delightful cupcakes of wisdom and Twizzlers of intelligent wittery, or witful red licorice smarts.