Arid?

It is odd now to find myself not writing most days of the past few weeks. This isn't because the well is dry, just that I'm still working out how to weave some threads together to make what I think will be the final story in this collection. It is likely to be quite a long tale, and the lesson I learned from The Fourth Craw is that structure and planning at the beginning save a lot of work half-way through. So I'm trying to work this one out before I start.

I'm toying with submitting an earlier story, The Executry of Edward Moorehouse, to a small press looking for stories for an anthology. Looking back at it, it stands up quite well, I think, albeit that it could be tightened up here and there.