Last week, my dear 90-year-old mother-in-law said, "Time seems to be moving faster." I agreed with her, because I'd noticed overnight our temperature had dropped and leaves were turning. I have savored each day of summer, but look forward to autumn's splendor.
I can hardly wait for my next novel to release. First, I must forge through a stringent editing process, executed by a man I highly respect. Fortunately, I enjoy editing, but realize once the editor sends me his revisions I will have to give them my full attention. Hope they're minor, but I expect the edits will add depth and intrigue.
I feel like I'm playing hurry up and wait. I'm dying to see the new cover, and for you to meet my characters. I've grown very attached to them and hope you enjoy the twists and turns in their lives.
I wish my new book were releasing next month, but do not want to miss the steady changing of the seasons. In the Pacific Northwest, we often notice subtleties rather than monumental storms like Hurricane Sandy, which ushered us out of Lancaster County a day early in 2012. Fortunately, my husband and I caught one of the last aircraft leaving the Philly Airport.
In the meantime, I will continue to write my next book, still nameless, but often meandering through my brain. And I'll continue to keep you updated and post Blog Giveaways.
Thanks for giving me the opportunity to do what I love most: Write for You!
