On Starting a New Book

Yep, that's what I'm doing, beginning another Deputy Tempe Crabtree mystery. I have the plot idea--not all of it, of course, but pretty much know where I'm going. It's the getting there that's going to be difficult.

For one thing, I'm still putting a lot of effort into promoting Judgment Fire. I'm going to a Sisters in Crime meeting Saturday with books, another book festival the following weekend. Then I'm off to Tampa FL for the WOW conference. I no sooner get home, then I have to pack a whole different bunch of clothes because I'll be a week in Alaska at Bouchercon.

Do you think I'll be able to squeeze in much writing? Nope, neither do I.

Other things crop up too--like writing jobs that pay money. When they come along I have to take them because they pay for the expenses of the trips.

And really, I do have a life. I cook meals for my family which I like to do, most of the time--unless I'm really under pressure. Fortunately, my daughter-in-law trades off with me on the cooking chores. Yesterday wasn't so great because I went to the beauty shop for a haircut and when I got home discovered my wallet was gone. I wrote a check for the haircut so guessed I left the wallet there. By the time I realized this the shop was closed. So I had a night of unrest as I thought about all the things I would have to do if my wallet wasn't where I thought.

Things like, you can't get on an airplane without picture ID. How long would it take to get a new driver's license with picture? Of course I tried not to think these things because after all, I didn't know whether or not I'd really lost the wallet.

First thing this morning, the owner of the shop called to let me know the wallet was indeed in the shop. I retrieved it gratefully, and everything was there that was supposed to be. Praise God!

Because I didn't get enough sleep last night, it was difficult to do all the things I needed to do.

Tonight I go to my critique group and read the first little bit of my book and see what my fellow authors have to say.

And now, to the kitchen to finish making dinner.



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