I’m now deep in the throes of finishing the mystery. It looks like it should be done tomorrow at the latest (fingers crossed.) Unfortunately, I’ve reached that stage where I can’t really think of any other type of writing until this book is done.
This will happen periodically, usually in my last week of a book. I hope you guys can survive without my sparkling musings :).
I suppose I should have posted yesterday, but we went to a superbowl party at the home of an old friend. This is always pleasant, as we get to see friends we hadn’t seen in a long time. (Though this year we seem to be running into Rebecca and Alan Lickiss a lot more than usual — and that’s a good thing.) Anyway, they keep their house much colder than we keep ours — look, children, I grew up in a coastal Mediterranean climate. The air should be about seventy year round. That’s all — so by the time I got home and warmed up to Sarah-normal, I got sleepy, as one does.
So, today I’m going to sit here, with D’Artagnan the cat draped across lap and finish A Fatal Stain. If I have brain left by tonight, I’ll write something fun for you guys.
Your “work before play” is a shining example to us all.
Now, if only I could follow that example …
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Ooo! Just the notice of a finished book is excellent. Not that I wouldn’t read anything you posted.
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Go Sarah, Go! Go Sarah, Go!
(And my cheerleading is only about 10% self-serving :))
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