Yeah, yeah, I know it’s been a little while since I updated the blog. I have legitimate excuses. Work has been intense lately, and things have been relatively silent on the writing side, which I’ll touch on in a moment. But I promise that I’ll be more regular on this blog from now on.

Speaking of regular, one of the constants in my life is that I always receive packages or mailings long after your average person does. I’ve become convinced over the years that the U.S. Postal service routes all my mail through Juneau, Alaska. Sig Hansen is probably going through his mail at the port address right now and marveling at all those misdirected mailings that keep coming in addressed to some guy named Jonathan C. Gillespie.

So it goes with my contributor’s copy of Murky Depths Issue numero uno. The postal service might be screwing up again. I know this because the last time I ordered from the Murky Depths crew, the magazine got here in just over a week. This time, I’m watching everyone else relish this high-quality mag, and the suspense in seeing how “Paston, Kentucky” was handled is killing me.

In other news, things have been slow on the subs front lately, as all tales are in the wild and I’ve two more that should be added to the mix this week. I have to make up for the ones occupied by sales. I love saying that — this time last year I wouldn’t have imagined sitting here saying that already. It’s good stuff.