I’ve finally crawled out of the cave and awoke from a deep writing hibernation. Now let’s hope that creativity springs forth like fresh flowers and not cottonwood pollen (my eyes are itchy just thinking about it). I raise my cup of coffee and begin.

I’m working on: Editing book 2.

I’m listening to: Adele: Someone like you

I’m happy because: I just am!

The devil on my shoulder says: Welcome back to thy keyboard. Here is a girl scout cookie as your reward.