#1 NYT bestselling author Linda Lael Miller
Let It Snow

After all, it will anyway!

This week’s winners are Barbara Callahan and Sandy.  Congratulations to both of you.  

Each week, two winners are chosen at random from the comments,  Each will be notified by Super Jen, announced on the blog, and presented with autographed copies of my most recent book.  I truly enjoy your comments, and I really hope you will enter.

I’m closing in on the ending of NORTH OF EDEN, and I’m sure glad these characters will appear in SOUTH OF GLORY, the next installment, because I would hate to let them go.  It’s strange how story people become so real to me; I almost feel as though I could call them up on the phone, send them an email, or meet them for lunch.  :)  When I’m really in the zone, I get absolutely LOST in the story, and I’m often surprised to find I’ve written right on through lunch and on toward supper.

Yesterday, I looked out one of the kitchen windows and there was a bull moose on the other side of the fence.  This is my first sighting of a Bullwinkle type in some time, and I was pleased.  The dogs, who usually bark their heads off at anything they see, were strangely silent.  :)  As I write this, they are playing their favorite game, chase and growl and pretend to be wolves in the wilderness.  Both of them are bite-size, but they don’t seem to know it.

With Button gone, I’m down to one kitty, Wiki, aka Wikipedia, Wikman, etc.  I have a curious habit of giving any person or pet a whole string of extra names.  My daughter answered to at least 50 of them, from Walnetto to Weniki to her least favorite, Stink-bomb.  She objected to that last one.  Go figure.

Haven’t done any fancy cooking in a while; no time.  I did make yogurt a couple of times, and it was really good.  (Trust me, not all my experiments are edible.)  

I’m listening to Bill Bryson’s book, THE LOST  CONTINENT.  He’s funny and a very good writer, but slightly too snarky to make my keeper list.

What are you reading/listening to?  If you’ve never tried audiobooks, why not give Audible.com a try?  Your first book is free.  And, no, I don’t get anything for saying that.  :)  Tomorrow is New Book Day, and I can’t wait.

Dreaming of Spring

Our winners are: Marcia White and Edna Dutra.  Congratulations, ladies.  You will each receive an autographed book very soon.

As always, there are is a new contest underway now.  The rules, for those of you who are new to the blog, are as follows: simply comment, and you’re entered.  Two winners will be chosen at random, notified by Jen, and announced here next Monday.  (Approximately.)

You know, I try hard to be positive, but I’m definitely getting tired of all this snow.  I’m dreaming of spring–of flowers and fawns and chicks, both quail and turkey.  (Sigh.)

I write this at the end of a long work day, and I am quite tired, but happy with what I’ve written.  I do love writing about the Civil War in general and these characters in particular.  :)

What I’ve been listening to: “Brat Farrar”, by Josephine Tey.  I was inspired by a book I just finished, “The End of Your Life Book Club”, by Will Schwalbe, a touching memoir about a man’s relationship with his amazing mother, and the books they loved.  The mother was undergoing treatment for pancreatic cancer, and her son went along to offer support.  Both were great readers, and they began exchanging books, discussing them.  I was fascinated by their insights, and by the mother’s commitment to her many charitable causes.  In the playlist, waiting to be heard, are: “Crossing to Safety”, by Wallace Stegner, also recommended by the Schwalbes, “A Dog’s Purpose”, by W. Bruce Cameron, “General Joseph Warren Revere: the Gothic Tale of Paul Revere’s Grandson”, by William R. Chemerka.  (He fought in the Civil War.  Who knew?)  and “Fess Parker: TV’s Frontier Hero”, also by William R. Chemerka.  You spring chickens probably won’t remember Parker, but we Baby Boomers will never forget the man in the ‘coon-skin cap, who played both Davy Crockett and Daniel Boone, in addition to appearing in numerous Disney productions. 

I must admit there are other books, as well.  I’m an addict.

Tomorrow is my mother’s birthday, and my brother Jerry’s, too.  He’ll be coming to town, and we’ll all go out for a little celebration.  Mom will be 86, and though she is fragile, she is as quick-witted as ever.  Interesting thing about our family; just as Mom and Jerry share a birthday (January 31), so did Dad and I (June 10).  Our two sisters, Sally (May 21) and Pam (January 18), refused to cooperate by being born on family birthdays–they wanted their own.  :)

That’s the news for today, my friends.  Be well.


In the old times sometimes cowboys referred to beans as “Deceitful Beans” because they talked behind your back.