This overcast August day, it feels like early fall. I’ve been taking a break in my backyard. Behind the toolshed, it looks very Northwest, with Doug fir and here a baby cedar.
I’ve been relatively quiet lately. It’s been a hard time, a time of reorganization, separating things out as my ex-partner moves on. We’re still friendly, even in a way still partners. He’s still my emergency contact. And yet, as lovers we’re done.
I know everyone goes through these things. Right now, it’s hard to take my personal life too seriously. To paraphrase Casablanca, the problems of us little people don’t amount to a hill of beans in this crazy world.
My second book is out. I’m planning its release party (more about that soon). I’m really proud of this book, and proud of finishing the race and getting it out the door. My hope is that it talks about the things of the day without being heavy-handed.
I’ve started book three of the series, as well.