#1 NYT bestselling author Linda Lael Miller


And the Rains Came….

The draw is damp and misty this morning, the sky full of watercolor-gray clouds. I saw a few flashes of lightning at bedtime, and opened the blinds so I wouldn’t miss the show, if there was one. Then I conked out anyhow!

Sadie and Bernice are still in bed, just across the room, Sadie snoring away. Me, I’m thinking coffee! I figure there’s a pot brewing somewhere in this big house, and I’m heading out to find it.

Still recovering from the trip to Dallas, but I got a lot done yesterday, and I’m raring to go on the new book.

Something interesting happened. I was going through the galleys of one of my books, written months ago, and in it, a woman is dealing with the impending death of her father. It was weird, seeing that down on paper–I had to wonder if I knew, somehow, that I was about to go through a very similar experience, way back when I was writing those words….

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