Vicky stared at his reflection in the mirror. True to its character, it stared right back at him. His eyes wandered to the top of his head where the rays of the Sun streaming from the window kissed his hair, warming it in its faint glow. They lent a natural golden tinge to his luscious, curly locks. He wrapped one such twisting strand around his forefinger and pushed it back, tucking it behind his ear.

When I started writing (and blogging), I had certain dreams, of course. But what I hadn’t expected was how close I would be realizing them. I have a story in a soon-to-be-published anthology as well as my almost complete novel. While there’s still work to be done on that, I am excited that it’s nearing completion and soon would be a complete manuscript ready to be sent to publishers. But there has been something else that has kept me buzzing with excitement, day and night. And while I have hinted at it earlier, saying that there is some big news coming up from my end, I hadn’t really told you what it is. Finally, that moment has arrived when I can share the big, exciting news with you all.

"No!" Aisha giggled. Mark checked his speed-o-meter again. "No? You sure?" He asked her, sticking his tongue out even more. "Daddy, noooo." Aisha giggled again. "Still no doggy," she said, flapping the large ragged doll in her hands for emphasis. "Okay, No." He laughed. "What about a horse?" Checking the rear-view mirror, he cautiously overtook the slow trailer in front of him. She watched as they sped past the trailer. She stood on her knees and looked at it through the rear windscreen as it got smaller and smaller, finally disappearing completely.