I have nothing useful to say or present, and it will be a while before I post fiction on here. Taking a break to write! Weird as that sounds.
But I do have a morning sky shot to post. Air is still. Heat is coming. A sunflower just dropped a seed on my foot. A squirrel is watching me. I love coffee.
I’m still plugging away on getting representation for Girl Island. It’s hard, but it’s worth it.
Have been active on Twitter lately. It’s amazing how many people are out there trying to sell their books. It’s like there’s millions of authors in the cosmos. I’m just one of them. Just one amongst a whole number of others. How am I any different, or more worthy of attention than others? I’m not. And yet, that’s not right either.
Morning sky is brightening now. So funny how days begin, and what you end up thinking on. So different than how days end.
Be well, everyone. Love you all.