Yeah, so, we had a bunch of snow, then a major holiday, and now a cold snap. I’ve got my kiddo at home with me for the next week. Writing some, but mostly thinking about what I accomplished last year, and what I want to accomplish next year. Getting motivated, getting caught up on some reading (if you like mysteries try Julia Spencer-Fleming whose awesomeness I currently worship), working through a stack of magazines, drinking lots of chai lattes, thinking about the next book. I’ve wanted to write this book for a little less than a year. The timing wasn’t right for a while, and I wasn’t ready to write it for a while, but now it’s game on. Bring it baby, bring it.
In a week, of course. Not now, when I’m up to my eyeballs in Legos and Keva Planks. Thanks.