Stupid bunnies

I finished "Crossroads," a short story for Love Bites.

I have my Pic for 1000 story to write,

I still have "Five Time Loser: The Five of Pentacles," "Emeralds" Color of Magic/Color of Money," and "Office Politics" for Bend over, Big Boy, all of which must be done by March 1.

I still have Shell-Shocked, Nick & Corban and Peregrine off high Barbary in the works.

I have half a dozen other stories going begging, including Commander Cliff Cody, the steampunk lesbian zombie-fighters and the gay mermen.

So what comes hippety-hopping out of the briar patch?
A roaring 20s style pulp, in which British flying Ace Edward Francis Withycombe and his young American secretary, Charlie Doyle, go off on wild globe-trotting adventures, hunting for lost cities, missing people and general trouble.


*headdesk*