Yesterday I did some work adding scenes I'd accidentally left out of the outline for "Dance Macabre." I am really stressed about next month's short story, because I haven't decided which one to use. Also, I am in desperate need of new illustrators. The ones I use are good but they only have so much time to give up for me. Anyone interested, send me a message through the form on the About the Author page of the Web site, and I'll get back to you. I pay almost nothing, as I've said, so it's all for fun. Practically volunteer work, but it gets your work seen. As for "Dance Macabre," the primary problem is that I don't know how long it's going to be, and I have to rework a lot of what I've already written. So who knows if I can realistically have it done in time. There are some others I've started and a few more in my head that are for sure short enough. Still I need illustrations for the covers. "The Snake Bride" would be the shortest one, but "The Red Water" would be the easiest to do a cover for. So where should I put my energy?!?!?!? STRESS!!!!! "The Red Water" is INCREDIBLY disturbing though, and I'm not sure if it's something I'm even going to post EVER. Of course, "Dance Macabre" is pretty fricking disturbing too. But trust me, NOT as disturbing as the other one. Why am I doing so many disturbing stories? Has something gone askew in my subconscious? And when I stop thinking about all that, I realize Nightfire #5 goes up the very next week, and I haven't even started it or found an illustrator for it. Then, when I stop thinking about that, I realize that my deadline for the final draft of Metrognomes is coming up, and I may have to postpone my meeting with Molly a week. She would probably love to gain a week, but I would hate to lose one, because my deadline doesn't change. And we haven't even discusses cover art. And all the while, I keep forcing myself to stop and read for the Religion class I'm taking, which I'm still a bit behind in, and the class ends in August! So there you have it. I am one stressed out writer. I think I'll fake an aneurysm and call in sick.