As the school year looms on the horizon, I am filled with dread. It seems like my personal life goes on hold for ten months of the year. I'm not too happy about it but it's highly unlikely to change and that means that soon I must put my teacher hat on, say good bye to summer, and put my writing aside. It happens every year despite my good intentions to keep on writing. Will this year be any different? Perhaps, with the completion of Strange Reality, I will be more motivated to write because I'll know that the fruit of my labours will be concrete instead of wishful thinking.