So, I’m writing, I’m writing. I’m revising, I’m revising. I’m pulling my hair out, deleting, writing some more, eating sugar free Werther’s by the bagful, sucking down pots of Peet’s tea, and neglecting my children.
But I still found a little time to go for a walk in the heaven that is Northern California in spring. And every morning I want to slam down my laptop screen and run back outside. What’s one more romance novel, anyway? Will the world come to an end if I don’t give fictional Mark and Rose their happy ending? We’re only on this planet once (apparently) and we have to carpe the (real life) diem.
You don’t even have to be gazing upon the cliffs of a dramatic landscape. Just look closely at the little things, like these faces that smile up at me every morning. They’re like puppies!
I’ve got another terabyte of photos I could post, because lately I can’t stop taking pictures, but I’ll stop there for now.
Okay, one more.
Oh, yes, I’m not the fastest writer in the world, but there are reasons.
Happy spring, everyone.