Is it just me, or is it always Friday?
This week has been an exciting one, with the release of “Tate”, the first story in the new McKettricks of Texas trilogy, and a challenging one, as well. So many terrific things are happening–my self-conferred new name, Lindarella, really fits. (Well, except for the Prince, and I’d rather have a cowboy.) Do glass slippers (boots?) come in size 8 and 1/2?
I’m just silly today. Bear with me, please.
My computer ate 5 pages of “Austin” the day before yesterday, and I’m still trying to find it. I went on from there, and the book is coming along, but I’ve got to tell you, I wish those people at Microsoft wouldn’t change Word every time they get a new operating system. I liked the OLD version of Word–with this new one, I still don’t know how to make headers and cutting and pasting this new part of the book into the manuscript…well. They could at least give us old dogs an option instead of just imposing new tricks.
My friend Chris will stop by tonight to see if he can rescue the lost pages. I hope so–they were good, darn it.
Tons of things to be grateful for, though. Good and—less obviously good.
I’m grateful for it all.
Have a good weekend.