Wow, I have been a very, very bad blogger this past season.
Let me try and catch you up.
My brain liquification took far longer than planned because of some dosage issues with the medications causing the mind-goo in the first place. Eventually, though, the fog started to lift and I even started to write (a bit!) again, mostly for the very very special cause of Alison Tyler's Smut Marathon.
...and then shit happened, as the old saying goes. This summer was one of much family turmoil in many shapes and sizes finished off by a much-needed vacation in the internets-less wilderness.
But for now at least I am back, and actually occasionally writing in complete and gramatically correct sentences (can you tell that my brain was still partly gooey in the first round of the marathon? Bah, sentence structure is just for old fogies, right?)
My long list of family emergencies began just before round three of the marathon, when I had to very regretfully bow out. Coming up next, though, just for you dear readers, is the story that would have been entry three if things had been less chaotic. I hope you enjoy!