I’m pretty sure I have enough adventures for London Hart in my head to write another murder mystery … but this book made me question whether I had it in me to complete the second in the series.
I’m a great one for procrastination and aside from my own talent for that, Covid reared its ugly head and brought the world to its knees. I think a large portion of us fell into a depression and are still trying to pull ourselves out of it. You name it, the universe threw it at us. It’s been so outrageous that when they announced that UFO’s are probably real, we didn’t even blink.
Trying to find a space in my head that wasn’t full of doom and gloom was an uphill battle. I didn’t want it to take me twenty years to finish KISS ME AND DIE, so I closed the doors to my studio, put on headphones, and dropped in for visits with London, Ryder, CC and Brenda. They’ve turned into a refuge from the storm and I’m so grateful to have them.
At long last, this part of their story is in print. A copy of the book sits beside me in its pretty orange and yellow cover and I’m not sure I’ve even begun to process the fact that it’s truly done. I think that has a lot to do with the trauma of formatting everything correctly for KDP publishing. The experience almost put me off writing the third novel, but I found that, like it or not, I have a “never say die” attitude. Unless of course it’s in the title of the book and that I’m ok with.
As a side note, the book cover comes with the orange cover…the original design still appears in some cases as you can see on the side bar, but the book doesn’t come with that cover. Seriously…it’s trying to make me crazy.
Well, Emme did her supervising of me this morning, she had her lunch and now she’s off in her favorite room sleeping.
So now it’s time to write…but first it’s time to eat chocolate. If only I could stop looking out of the window at the little deer running by, or the squirrel that has finally shown up at the bird feeder.On top of all that, it’s forty degrees outside! Could it be that the day will come when we’re not getting little snowballs out of Emme’s fur each time she comes back in from being outside?
How’s everybody doing? I have run out of chocolate, but thank God I still have a box of Lucky Charms cereal tucked away.
This cute male bluebird enjoyed one of our rare days of sun this past week and told me through the window into the woods, to ration the bird seed. How did they know we were going to be tightening our belts and avoiding close contact with people?
When I think about it, I have noticed birds lined up at the windows watching my laptop screen when I read COVID-19 updates. Is there even MORE to birds than we knew?
Now I’m wondering if they ARE able to read, what else can they do?
This is a tufted titmouse, one of my favorite birds. They have the sweetest song and seem less aggressive toward each other than some other winged wonders. I like this image, but I LOVE the cropped version of it…every little feather shows.
Unfortunately, the right side of it’s face has a shadow sitting on it, but I can’t resist those cute little eyelashes and the feathers on it’s head!
I’m supposed to be working on my book, and I am, but I have attention issues.
I should be typing on my mac, but I’m writing on a legal pad with a pencil.
This chair’s not comfy enough, I should be sitting at a desk.
I should have a snack, why don’t I have a snack?
Well now I’m writing on my mac, but I’m sharing on my blog.
I’m wearing glasses, but I should be wearing my other pair of glasses.
Where did the birds go? They were here a minute ago.