The Zombie Apocalypse

That's what it feels like, at least. I feel like it's the end of the world as we know it.

It's been tough to write in between the anger and the fear surrounding the outcome of this election. I've been trying to store up snippets of text about it, because I plan to use it in my dystopian novel about the end of America.

I may need to go back and rewrite bits of it -- I get the feeling I may be living the story now...

Crazy times!

It's been 6 months since I've been here -- crazy!

Okay, let's see: January-March, I was in the time suck of event planning. The event went off with few hitches on March 5.

Then I went to California to be with my sis after her mastectomy. Came home and packed again and flew out to Pennsylvania to be with my husband, when his mother died.

A week later, came home, had a few days of relaxation, then I got a massive case of food poisoning that laid me low for about a week.

Then it was April! Busy time at work and in the garden and before you know it, I turned around, and here it is: May.

I'm working on Book 7 of the Dream series (but oh, it's slow going: so many interruptions).

I have a new book coming out with The Wild Rose Press this fall (Dogged).

I'm taking a major road trip to deliver furniture to a niece in Colorado (downsizing!)

And in between, I'm trying some promo experiments.

So yes: writing continues in between everything else!