#1 NYT bestselling author Linda Lael Miller


Here Comes the Sun

Today’s weather is LOVELY–really heart-lifting. (My sister, Pam, is flying up from Phoenix for a visit, and must have sent the Arizona sunshine on ahead.)

I had a very good writing day yesterday–it was rainy and gloomy out, but I was snug in my office downstairs, engaged in the world of the Texas McKettricks. (Not a bad world, all in all.)

Around four pm, I tweeted (on Twitter, which must make me a twit) that the flu had just hit me like a bus. The last time I felt like that, I was on a plane home from the Far East with Debbie Macomber, and I literally knew the moment when I went from well to sick, and it WAS a moment. I was in and out of bed for three weeks. Yeesh. Not only that, but it was December.

Well, THIS time, brewing a hot toddy and taking a nice-warm (my daughter’s and my personal shorthand for ‘nice warm bath’) must have done the trick. I plugged myself into a book on my iPod and snuggled down and lo and behold, I’m much better today. Ready to write and dabble a little with my paints and generally enjoy my good life.

My thanks for the many condolence emails concerning the loss of our Kathy. It means a lot. And she’d be the first to chide me into action if I sat around acting like a sad-sack. :) So I’ll do what she’d tell me to do if she were here: Get on with it.

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