Writing and weather have more in common than I realized. This morning proved the point. I had drafted a post describing The Best Christmas Ever, but that will have to wait.
At this glorious moment I’m sitting in my swamp home (Swamp Home to be released March 17, 2014) admiring the swamp waters churn out waves and swells that are …well…swell. Even the gray skies (Gray Lace, an historical romance in draft) and the gray winter forest displays a lovely shine through the rain. There aren’t any runners or joggers today! (Swamp Run, released September 2012) The rain run-off takes away any dirt or secrets. (Swamp Secret, released March 2013)
Yesterday, the scene was…well…green and blue. The sun danced diamonds across the waters and I had a productive editing day. Today’s weather mood is so windy it’s waving the Spanish moss as a suspenseful warning.
Enough!