As mentioned in Re-Do, Redux, Re-Do , I’d temporarily sidelined all but the three writing projects nearest to completion. Admittedly, 10 WIPs (works in process) is a lot more than my usual number even as a multi-WIP writer. Some leapt into the queue due to the closings of book and journal publishers, leaving 3 of my published books as well as several short works in that peculiar limbo known as Out-of-Print.
Decisions. Decisions. Hmmm. Combining & reorganizing might make the number more manageable.

So, first & closest to publication is Over Edges, Under Stars. Ranging from the eerie & uncanny to the wholly fantastic, this collection of previously published works plus some new short works is divided into the following three parts:
Part 1: nonfiction & creative nonfiction essays.
Part 2: short stories & flash fiction ranging further into realms of imagination.
Part 3: fantasy poetry (mostly selections from my out-of-print poetry book).

Next, a second collection of creative (& sometimes humorous) fiction & nonfiction musings about skills & work has all of the writing done, but not all of the photography for it is done. Since those, too, are entirely my own work—nothing from online sources & nothing AI—I still need to set up for the remaining illustrations.

Last of this topmost trio is a return to my fantasy world of harp-ships & silken cities of giant spiders. The last short stories closing this cycle are in final editing stage (published ones are listed in Bibliography).

But dang! Best intentions go awry. The sequel WIP for Suntosun Circus keeps opening all by itself. Demanding—demanding!—to be fed. (Sheesh! Pushier than my dog tap-dancing & nose-bumping me when she wants more treats!)
At least that WIP quiets a bit when seeing its pedigree (below).
And I toss it a few paragraphs to close its voracious maw for a little while.