Is it because I’m a Gemini? I don’t know. But I’m interested in so many different things–art, cooking, reading, travel, languages, animals, to name just a few. And, of course, there’s writing. I feel so lucky to get paid for doing something I’d do anyway. (Our secret. Please don’t tell my publishers.)
I love to try new recipes, and I make a mean Boeuf-Bourg., if I do say so myself. (And even if I can’t spell it.) Lately, though, I’ve mostly been using my cookbooks to weigh down something I’ve glued to an artist trading card or a potential collage background. They are especially good for that.
I listened to the end of John Hart’s “The Last Child”. It’s a breakneck thriller–and I was hardly able to turn off the iPod until I’d finished the story. The violence was pretty graphic, but the action was non-stop and the writing superb. I just had to know what would happen. I will admit I’m looking forward to delving into, Debbie Macomber’s “A Turn in the Road”–I’m ready for some humor and random acts of kindness. Isn’t it wonderful that there are so many different kinds of books out there?
The peonies are sporting teeny, tiny buds. (Grow, grow!)
I plan to write today, and I’m so eager to get back to my story people, now that I’m getting to know them.
Sadie-beagle has a well-earned day off, and she’s snoozing away on her dog bed over in the corner. Bernice is off in some other part of the house, probably policing the cats–she considers them her personal responsibility. Bernice is one officious Yorkie, and she has to know everything that’s going on, at all times. We have no idea what she plans to do with this information, but there you go.
And that’s the news.