I got an email this morning from the editor of Haruah, saying that she would like to publish a short story of mine called "The Gardener."
I wrote this story after K's Uncle Forrest died; it was sort of a reflection on how I received comfort from the Lord while gardening during that weekend. In my mind I had dedicated it to Forrest, because he was a writer, too, although he never published any of his work, which had been his life-long ambition. So I am very pleased that it's going to be out there for the general public (in print and on the net, too).
It should also be nice for people who have had issues with my other pieces so far. Haruah is a "magazine of inspiration", so there will be no dead whores, giant extra-terrestrial turtles or satire in the magazine (not even in my story).
I'll put up a link when the story is available.