Time flies. It must, as I have no other explanation for the past eleven days that have zipped by since I last posted.
Surfer Ty has come and gone and is about to return tomorrow to join me and Mac for this weekend’s Southern California book events.
I’m not sure where the time has gone, though. I did have a couple weeks that were packed with events, ranging from appearing this weekend at a a writer’s conference to speaking to a PEO meeting to attending a wine and cheese in my honor to joining two different book clubs to hosting a Sunday brunch fundraiser. Each event has meant making goodie bags and gathering my blown up book covers and getting directions and kissing the kids goodbye all while wanting to be back in my house. The hotel is wonderful and the staff here treats us like family now, but I need space. I need my office. I need my house back. I feel like I’m 39 weeks pregnant and about to pop and am absolutely desperate to deliver this baby and get my body back. Except in this case, my body’s my house and I want to go home.
So I’m working hard at calming myself. Things are good, I remind myself. Editor loved revisions on book, Shey’s story is scheduled for release Summer 2010, and it’s a fantastic sprawling story with a great Texas setting and some of my favorite characters yet. Only now I need to get going on new book, which is a Christmas novella for Harlequin. The story is set in Venice and it’s going to be a great story. I just need to make myself slow down, sit down and write!
Speaking of events, I’ve got several fun things slated for Southern California in the coming week. I’ll post all the details in tomorrow’s blog, but in the meantime, here’s a pic from the Open Window book event I did in September: