It seems the slush gods have been quiet as of late. I shall say a prayer, and know that now that I've posted this they will destroy my hopes and dreams with forms and semi-personal rejections in the next few days.
Ah, the life of a writer. Slow, quiet, and filled with enough anxiety to belittle a classroom of kids with ADD.
That's all for now. I'll have some new reviews coming up soon of David Niall Wilson's The Mote in Andrea's Eye, Brian Herbert's Timeweb, and a couple of YA fantasy books. Stay tuned!