You know what they say about best laid plans, and in 2020 mine certainly went awry. Not only did I fail to get two novels published, but I failed to get even one. I blame pain, politics, and the pandemic. Fibromyalgia is an unpredictable affliction. Though it causes me some pain nearly every day (and… Continue reading Pain, politics, and pandemic … or why my writing schedule blew up!
My Life on Mars
In January 2020, I announced my plan to have two more romance novels published by the end of the year. Well, it’s almost December and that plan is so far out the window it’s just a speck in the sky. I was sick for most of February—the flu, I think—and by the time I recovered… Continue reading My Life on Mars
Escape Into This
How are you all managing in this strange and scary time we're living through? It's been fifteen weeks since I last went out in public, and, introvert that I am, I'm fine with staying put a while longer. I've done a lot of shopping online and my wonderful husband has masked up to do the… Continue reading Escape Into This
Three books and a baby!
I hope wherever you are in the world, you are safe and well. This year will be hard for most of us and devastating for far too many. But I’m glad that here it’s Spring, reminding us that after the darkness, light will return. Outside my roses are beginning to open and the air is… Continue reading Three books and a baby!
Super Bowl? Not me.
When the topic of the Super Bowl came up in conversation a week or so ago, someone asked me if I follow the NFL. I don’t. Not at all. But as your brain does, it threw up a football memory a few days later. I went to high school in Indianapolis, Indiana during the 60s.… Continue reading Super Bowl? Not me.