Like It’s A Car Wreck… Mouth open, saying nothing, not believing it is happening. You know the feeling. My challenge of 75 major books in my 75th year just sort of smacks one too many belief systems for most writers. Interestingly enough, in all my years in traditional publishing, all the hundreds of anthologies I got invited into by top editors, not once was I offered a collection of my short fiction. And now, thanks to indie publishing, I am going to do 53 or 54 of them. Tonight I finished up a 51,000 word science fiction collection that the backers of the recent Kickstarter will get in a few…