Hey, guys.  It’s been a while.

A lot of stuff has happened over the last year or so.  A lot of things have gone right, and a lot more have gone wrong.

The start of everything was when my hard drive died at the end of September, and with it went a lot of my notes for Two Mares and a Carpet Bag and, more damningly, Poor Reflections.  I poured a lot of myself into those stories, and the loss of so much time and effort (along with almost everything else) was a real blow.

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The rolling hills of southeast Wyoming are a peaceful place. The bluffs edge out the view of the distant Rocky Mountains, and the horizon suddenly seems much closer. The world shrinks in, and perhaps feels cozier for it. Blue skies, puffy white clouds, and lush grasslands serve to reinforce that notion.

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