Over the years, there has been a number of novel series that I’ve read and enjoyed. Some are still going, some I stuck with through to the end, some kind of fell by the wayside.
It seems like I’m taking a few steps outside my comfort zone lately. Last month it was NaNoWriMo, and although that maybe didn’t go as well as I might have hoped, I still think it was a valuable experience.
I’ve been thinking about short stories the past few days. Not so much the writing of them (more on that another time) but about reading and the enjoyment of them.