Nothing particularly exciting.

Except that my baby turns 18 today.  I’m in shock.  And annoyed with myself for having such a broke year that it’s cake from a mix and a couple of new video games.  It could be worse.  By God’s grace my husband is still with us after a heart attack and some scary surgery earlier in the year.  That is the best gift of all.  Still it’s frustrating.  Writing and sales are both vulnerable to ups and downs, it’s just part of the territory, and next year will likely be better.  My kid has been so good about it compared to what a whiny brat I was about that kind of thing at the same age, and I am blessed.  And it is a reminder of what your real gifts in life are.

Still, next year, God willing, it’s bakery cake and a trip to the beach and ice cream sodas all around.


Amd quite a bit more going on.

I have another short “When Nick Met Michael” out for Amazon.  It is free today, by the way.

It is a prequel to Skylark, and if you want to read them in chronological order, they should be read When Nick Met Michael, Skylark, Unexpected Gifts, and Closure.  Book three (if you don’t count the short stories) just went back to the publisher after a revision, and Books Four, Five and Six are in my computer in various stages of not-completion.  They are loosely connected, and meant to be readable as stand-alones, so don’t worry about missing important stuff it you don’t like the sound of one and skip it.

By the way, I have the awesomest betas ever, without whom I would never have finished the revision.  Thanks Kiki, Chella, and Dylon.  And all of the other brave souls who’ve been willing to look at it.