The life of a writer is never boring….especially when life gets in the way. On Valentine’s Day, I got the dreaded middle-of-the-night phone call about my father. He was losing his fight with Alzheimer’s Disease via pneumonia. I flew home to Illinois.
10 days later, I flew back to the California desert a lot sadder and a lot more appreciative of the support my family gives me to write.
In my inbox, I received edits for Wild Ghost Chase, so I’ll be working diligently on those, I’m also finishing up the edits on my Atlantean time travel, which is tentatively titled A Watery Grave. Then, I’ve submitted my pitch to HQ Nocturne (was Bites, is now Cravings). I wrote a huge chunk of the story longhand in a notebook on the plane ride home. It’ll need to be finished, typed, and polished before the TBA date (assuming I win an in-person pitch). If not, I have a few other markets in mind for the story!
So, for your entertainment on this lovely Tuesday morning –
Never Underestimate the Power of a Good Story, compliments of YouTube.