Do you remember Valentine’s Day? When I wrote a story called “I Know Very Well How I Got My Name”. It was a two-parter, and both parts got Freshly Pressed (Thank you; thank you very much). Hell, many of you are here now because of that story, and I’m so glad you are. Thanks for sticking around.
Well, I’m going away for a bit. Just a week, darlings, no need for the anxiety attack — leave those to me. I just have to recharge my batteries – go dream it all up again. But don’t worry — I’ll send you a postcard.
When I return, on May 1st, I’m bringing you a story that you’re not going to want to miss. It will start here, continue on Considerings, hosted by Lizzi Rogers and finish off on Sara Litchfield’s Right Ink on the Wall
All three posts will go live more or less simultaneously, across the time zones (Canada, England and New Zealand!) so there will be no waiting for the next part of the tale.
It’s a very special story flashing back to the California Years.
Maya’s was a voice that I had long forgotten, but when I received a package full of years worth of postcards from her, the whirlwind friendship, along with the memories, both good and bad, came flooding back. What does Maya have to say for herself after all these years, and how will it affect me?
Come back on May 1st to find out.
Take care of yourselves until we meet again, darlings.