On The Brink

Something’s gonna happen, I just don’t know what or when.

I haven’t updated the blog at all this September because while things are progressing on the novel and baby fronts, they were progressing slowly and I kept hoping to have some announcement to make. Instead, out of a sense of obligation to have at least one new blog post each month, consider this a situational overview.

On the novel front, I’ve been contacted by a new online literary magazine about serializing the novel, publishing two chapters every month for eight months starting at the end of this year. Can’t talk too much more about that except that they’ve sent me a contract and it’s in the hands of my agent and lawyers.

On the baby front, well, something will undoubtedly happen in the next week. The major frustration has been getting straight answers about potential medical issues. Apparently, until we’re at least foster parents, we’re not supposed to talk to directly to the twins’ doctors, so we’re forced to play the world’s slowest game of 21 questions, sending them to our social worker, who sends them to the county social worker, who sends them to the doctor, who has his nurse practitioner answer them. Or not answer them. And then begins the follow-up questions, including questions about why previous questions weren’t answered.

Next week, they have a doctor’s appointment, and we’re sending the questions once again, hoping they get answered with fresh eyes. If they do, and even if they don’t, something will happen in October because we really have to say Yes or No now.

And thus concludes the no-news-is-good-news update.