Gets to let the dogs out, then in again, then make the coffee! I got up at four this morning, which is around my usual time–lately, though, I’ve been sleeping in till seven.
The house is very quiet–Bernice is at my feet, and Sadie is snoring on the bed. Even the sun isn’t up yet, but we are.
I love this time of day. My mind is fresh, and I’m always inspired after my journal/prayer session at the kitchen table.
I’ll be writing straight through the weekend, being nearly finished with the first book in the Montana Creeds series, “Logan’s Return”. The Creeds are distant cousins to the McKettricks, and many of you met Logan, very briefly, in “The McKettrick Way”. On some level, I’m already rubbing my hands together in anticipation and thinking, “Bring on Dylan Creed!” He’s the second brother, and Tyler is the third. These are Montana cowboys, from the soles of their beat-up boots to the brims of their hats, a bunch of hell-raisers, and all of them are mad at each other.
Since I seem to be mastering the blog-on-the-road thing, I’ll be giving you daily accounts of my adventures in New York.
For today, though, there’s writing to do. And maybe I can squeeze out an hour or two to mess around with polymer clay or resin or collage–any one of my three messy passions. The snow is still too deep for riding horseback, but, on the other hand, it might make for a softer landing.