After this puppy gets published, I will no longer have anything waiting to see the light of day under the bed. That’s a good feeling. You can’t count on tomorrow, folks. Don’t let your stuff rot under the box springs. You got dreams? Dust them off. Make them happen. Don’t wait for anyone to give you permission. For me, this one’s an 8,500-word short story that I wrote last summer, inspired by original street photography (including this photo I took on the opening night of Hamilton on Broadway). It’s particularly dark. That’s okay. I’ve done dark. It’s a story I feel called to tell. I’ll let you know when it’s available.