#1 NYT bestselling author Linda Lael Miller


Friday Morning

Another lovely, blue-skied day in California!

We decided not to go out for Mexican food last night, and ordered pizza instead. We were all in the mood for a quiet night–watched four episodes of “Vacation Home Search” on TV. On this program, if you haven’t seen it, potential buyers look at 3 different homes, in some interesting region of the country, and the suspense builds as you wonder which one they’ll choose at the end. Wendy, Jeremy and I all placed bets–I have been right ONCE! (They were actually willing to pay a million dollars for a house without a BATHTUB????)

Wendy and I had lunch at a restaurant called Coogie’s yesterday–Jeremy was working–and my sweatshirt (the front reads: Be careful or you’ll end up in my novel) drew comment everywhere. Californians are friendly folks.

Today, lots of stuff planned. A business lunch, a trip to Chico’s, and Wendy’s friends from her writer’s group coming tonight for spaghetti and meatballs. She’s been working every day–I’ve been goofing off. Guess at SOME point I must have set a good example!

More tomorrow.

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