How I have missed you, Dear Reader!
Greetings from my self-exile in western Massachusetts, where I am working on the first Beyond Mama Bear book with minimal distractions.
It has been raining here, which is conducive to brooding and--one hopes--to writing. It's more frustrating than I imagined, having all this freedom and time to myself and lack of excuses for not producing brilliance. I'm digging deep and facing personal stuff, I suppose, and also I've been knee-deep in research so my brain feels kind of sleepy. I've also been walking to clear the cobwebs, exploring the nooks and crannies of this unfamiliar town. Although my writing is not humming along smoothly as I'd hoped, I think I'll get plenty of work done in the next month or so.
Meanwhile, I just posted anew on my other blog (and full-time experiment) www.skort365.com. Many of you may already know about it, and many others may not be interested. But it seems to me there may be an overlap in my audience, and I want to make sure you know about it in case it strikes your fancy! If you are struggling with teenagers of your own, chances are you (or someone you love) also faces some of the middle-aged-lady stuff I deal with on the skort blog. Today's post, for example: For Menopausal Women Only--Why a Black Golf Skort is My New Best Friend. I hope you'll check it out, and I hope you enjoy it.
And now it's back to work . . . back to my little desk, walls of sticky-notes, inspiring background music and fretful walks around the neighborhood. Wish me well, keep in touch and take of yourselves and your families. (And enjoy these shots of my time so far in The Berkshires.)