Grief is a weird thing. I keep getting surprised by how it comes in waves, how it keeps hitting again, and yet how none of it feels real.

My mom died a few weeks ago, which is why I canceled my attendance at Bourbon Steampunk Convention and why I haven’t said much lately. She’d been dying for the past 2 to 3 years, but it still felt sudden. It still feels like if only I’d done more for her, I might have gotten her a few more weeks.

I don’t want to talk too much about it. I’ve been told I must never use my website and newsletter to talk about bad things in my life. But I wanted to explain why I’ve been silent for a while and probably will remain quiet for at least a few more weeks.