I meant to have a story posted today but man, holiday weeks are always weird. Compounding the usual work rush, my girlfriend's mother is coming to visit. The last time we visited her mom, the two of them had an hour long fight about how to park a car. The mom seems to be locked into a mindset that her daughter is 16 and the daughter takes every little comment as personal condemnation of her entire life. The idea of spending two days in that kind of mental environment depresses me greatly.
I can't blame the visit on my lack of writing. I've been plugging away on my werewolf story for so long I am starting to daydream about the magical time before I started the story. That is pretty normal for a long story and since I have one freaking chapter left, I almost expected that feeling. I did take a short break and wrote the story I did earlier this week and that was a lot of fun. Long stories can be very rewarding but sometimes it feels great to execute an idea from start to finish within twenty-four hours. I just have to make sure I don't end up writing a dozen short stories before finishing the wolf story.
I doubt I will post anything between now and next week. If don't post anything, let me say now that I am thankful for all of my readers and all of my commentators. I hope you enjoy your family and your time off.