Do you want to know what I’ve been doing since my last blog post? Which was September 2, 2017? It wasn’t another episode of Hider in the House, I can tell you that.
I spent a big chunk of September proofreading White Roses in Winter. And a big part of August editing it. My release date is November 1, 2017. Here’s a peek at the cover. Isn’t it gorgeous?
Hurricane Irma visited Central Florida, so that killed a long weekend. My daughter’s much-looked-forward-to visit had to be rescheduled. 🙁 My husband was convinced our home would be flattened so we went to stay with friends. Their power went out Sunday night around midnight and was off for three days. We made our way back to our place Monday morning terrified of what we might find. Other than a lot of tree debris we found…nothing. The power had not gone out. Other than a couple of missing roof shingles, our place was untouched. My son who lives on the east coast of Florida was not so lucky. Eight-and-a-half days without power. And some of our friends in Naples, Florida, got nailed pretty badly. But here we just had to undo all the prep work my husband had insisted we do to protect what we could. Are you sensing a theme here? Bill had informed me at one point that I should gather together anything I valued. I couldn’t think what that meant, what I should take, what I should protect. After a second of internal debate I said, “Well, you’re the only thing in this house I really value.”
Another chunk of September was spent updating A Month From Miami for its re-release. This means a new cover, a new blurb, re-formatting. The life of an indie pubbed author is a busy one.
I spend a few hours of each week visiting hospice patients and volunteering in the office. My patients have enriched my life beyond measure.
I began working with a personal trainer. I’m determined to get fit and stay strong.
When I’m not doing those things I’m working early mornings at Starbucks (usually 5 a.m. to 10 a.m.), reading, planning, thinking, journaling and living my life. A life which is zipping by, by the way. Why does time seem to move faster as you get older? It’s a simple mathematical equation. When you’re five, one year is 20% of your life. When you’re 50, one year is 2% of your life.
I shouldn’t neglect my blog. Or my newsletter. Or my social media accounts. Or my web site. But alas, I have done all of those things. Heck, in the shower the other night I couldn’t even remember if I’d shampooed my hair or not. I hope you stay tuned and know I’m scrambling as fast as I can. 🙂
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