Dare I Say It?

School is back in session. As many of you know, I have been ultra-crazy-super busy this summer with my children’s 501(c)3 organization, Tri to Change the World. The kids have swum, biked, and run over 300 miles since Memorial Day, which means I have, too. Which also means that I have done diddly squat when it comes to writing.

Last week was the first week of school, and a short week at that. I tackled a mammoth list of to-do’s and feel pretty darn accomplished! My desk is clean. The house is not caving in around me. And while I still have a few odds and ends to finish up — dare I say it? — I might actually be able to buckle down and write some.

Jennifer and her yet-unnamed Wisconsin pal will be thrilled, I think. Davis and Roan are still grumbling about the change in venue for Book 4, which we are tenatively calling *At the Hour of Our Death.* Arcana is off in New Orleans, enjoying the beginning hints of fall in the Crescent City. And me? I’m trying to enjoy the autumn that is in full swing here — trying NOT to be angry that summer is over and the inevitably brutal Wisconsin winter is bearing down on us like a freight train.

Here’s to changes in the seasons, changes in schedules, changes in activities. And here’s to — dare I say it? –1000 words a day.

Much love to all my readers!