Are you freaking kidding me? It's September?
This year has seemed to fly by. January didn't start well with losing two of our fur family within weeks of each other. The house was too quiet and sad. So in March, we brought home new babies - Quinn and Dexter.
They are the bright spots in our day, even when we're cleaning up or replacing things they chewed up or on. My husband keeps reminding me that they're puppies still. About fifty pounds (together) of puppy. The picture above was when they first came home. We have realized we are no longer in charge of the house. They are. :)
Last year in early December, Laura Bradford and I did a writers retreat in Galveston around a signing at Murder by the Books. We both made goals and reviewed our author career status. One big goal that I'd had in my head for the last three years was a proposal for a different type of book. Well, I just turned in the final edits on the proposal. Now it's in my agent's hands. I wish it much luck out in the world but I can't sit still and worry.
Now I have to go back to my contracted stories. The worlds I've already built and put this new, alternative universe away until someone falls in love with it like I did.