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Since I’m fairly certain the only person who knows I have resumed posting is my website manager, er, hi Jenn!

Don’t overthink the fact that I took six months off. Overthinking is my job, remember? It’s just that I made a promise that I wouldn’t post until I found a way to fund my blog, so here I am. There’s just a point where you have to stop doing what you love and what you’re good at for free.

Right?

For me 2022 was the Year of Erma and TED, and it looks like 2023 is the year of Chicken Soup for the Soul. Strangely enough, I was re-reading some old blogs, and I came upon a post in which I mentioned that I do NOT read Chicken Soup for the Soul books. And now I will be published in two so far this year, and hopefully three or four that I’m still waiting to hear about. It is very strange how things work out.

So if you’re in a bookstore, or perusing Amazon, feel free to pick up a Well, That Was Funny Chicken Soup book. I have an essay in it entitled “To Bee or Not To Bee.” I will be featured in the Miracles edition in the fall as well, as well as some very prominent magazines I have yet to announce.

So if anyone else is reading this, welcome back.