On the good side, I finished a short story, the first thing I've finished other than a flash and some poems, since last year's hospitalizations and physical struggles.

And it's wonderful that a new edition of Substrate Phantoms is coming out, and I'm working on the sequel...

But lord I feel so tired and pointless. The publishing world and and the reviewing strata do not love or celebrate my work; no awards, little support on social media, I just feel...tired and unappreciated and, yeah, pointless...