This morning, I have lots of news.
First, “Creed’s Honor” is in the stores today. I’m so excited!
Second, the Linda Lael Miller Scholarships for Women will be starting up again soon. My sister Sally will be overseeing the program, and the goal is to evolve the whole shebang into a bonafide foundation, with ongoing grants offered.
Third, I’m getting a whole new website soon. Watch this space!
Fourth, I will definitely be at National Finals Rodeo this December, and there’s some exciting stuff in the offing, including a contest awarding the most amazingly beautiful silver belt buckles from Montana Silversmiths–with three cowboys and “The Creeds” engraved.
And then there are the changes: I will be working with one or more horse rescue charities, instead of the Humane Society of the United States. I want to take a much more active and personal role, and the smaller groups are the ideal place for that. The animal shelter plan turned out to be too complicated, both legally and ethically, but I will continue to support Spokanimal, one of our local shelters, and I hope you will do the same in your own community. If we all did that, the world would be a better place, not just for the animals, but for people as well.
The trip to New York was absolutely wonderful, and very exciting. I did an interview for the Rhapsody Book Club, and you’ll be able to see it soon, on their website and my own. I chatted with the lovely Maggie Linton, for Sirius XM Radio, and did a couple of book signings–always fun to meet all those librarians and booksellers, face to face. My long-time agent and dear friend, Irene Goodman, joined me for a quiet dinner–believe me, we were both ready for some quiet time–during which we discussed kids and plans for the future. Joan Marlow Golan, my beloved editor–Anne of Green Gables would describe her as a ‘bosom friend’–spoiled me rotten, with a lovely Italian lunch and then a delicious dinner at the Russian Tea Room. That’s become our tradition–when I’m in NYC, we dine at the RTR. The fabulous Harlequin team threw a hoopalah in my honor, too–a lovely dinner at an elegant restaurant. I had my own printed menus (yes, Mom, I saved a few for you) and the table was positively heaping with snow-white peonies–my faves. I was constantly dazzled–it’s no wonder I’ve renamed myself Lindarella.
Frankly, I’m still assimilating the whole experience. I came home exhausted, but very happy, and very grateful.
That’s the update for now. So much happened on that trip that things will probably be surfacing right along, so please stay tuned.
Make it a good day, my friends. We’re gonna make it through these challenging times, because that’s who we are and what we do.