It’s still January, right? I’m not too late? :whew: Squeaked that one under the wire.
I love this time of year. The daffodils are ready to pop, the sun is lighting up all the fresh-rinsed green of winter, and even the trees are stretching, yawning, and getting to work on flower buds and leaves. It’s a good time to be mapping out a book. Like the world outside my sun room, I’m bursting with secrets about to unfurl. Even I don’t know what they are yet. I just know they’re gathering, swelling, and jostling for position … the same process I imagine happening in the plum tree in my front yard.
Meanwhile, I received a package of books to judge for the RITA contest. So while my next book is pushing itself to the surface of my brain, I get to nibble the fruit of other author brains.
Which is a lot less icky than I just made it sound.
the best by Farr 
Hi Diane! Dropping by to say howdy from Stephen Tremp’s blogfest happening today. Happy New Year to you, too! You’ve got daffodils????? We’re in the middle of a wicked snowstorm so bad the schoolbuses were cancelled. I’d take January daffodils any day!!!!
Well, we have them — but so far only the early, white ones are going like gangbusters. The bright yellow guys are still hanging back, thinking it over. LOL! Hang in there — yours are coming! And thanks for stopping by. :waving: