Yesterday I received an email from a long, long-time friend and faithful blog-reader, asking what ever happened to all that quilting I was planning to do.    A reasonable question, actually–thanks, Jeanie Beanie– and the answer is: I’m still planning to quilt.  The creation I have in mind has a LOT of pieces, and even with my handy-dandy Accuquilt machine, it takes time to cut out enough of them to lay out the design.  Hobby-wise, it’s been all rocks, all the time around here, it’s true, though I still make a lot of artist trading cards in my free time,

I made a mistake when crediting the author of “The Wrong Girl”–the book was written by Hank Phillippi Ryan, not Ms. French.  I have another of her novels on my iPod, hence the confusion.  Writing a book is hard work, obviously, and the writer generally sweats blood–a little or a lot, depending–during the creative process.  Mr. Ryan, my sincere apologies.  (Maybe you’ll feel better when I say the story was action-packed, well-written, and completely engaging.  I truly cared about the characters; especially Jake and Janie.  Oh, and the stray kitten was a nice touch, too.) 

I’m off to California tomorrow,