Yesterday was my birthday, and I have to confess I used it, not to write but to celebrate. I'm not sure why becoming another year older is a reason to celebrate--seems the years are speeding past all to quickly when you're on the slippery slope side of life. Anyway, I procrastinated on finishing the ending of my next book and instead went to my daughter's for the day. We had a great time, and the weather was almost spring-like. We enjoyed a wonderful dinner and glasses of Asti Spumanti. While himself watched football, I was treated to a foot massage. Ahhhhh.
Today, however, is another day and I must tackle the resolution of my WIP.
Verbal meanderings about good books, the creative process and how it applies to so much of what we do, jewelry design--what inspires me, the stones I like, great recipes from my collection, gardening, Ireland and travel, and anything else that comes to mind.
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