May the New Year bring you lots of happiness, joy, blah, blah, blah. For me, 2020 means time is flying by. Am I the only one who thinks time is speeding up? Seems we just rang in 2019. Or am I thinking 2017. Can’t tell anymore. Everything is a blur these days. Maybe I should stop blinking or I’ll miss 2020.
Time also seems to keep me from finishing my next novel, but that may be me procrastinating. Surely not, you say? I agree. Writers never procrastinate, we merely have brief periods of time gaps. See, it happened again. I closed my eyes for a second and we time warped from Jan 1, to Jan 31. Hate when that happens.
I did manage to publish a new series I’m working on titled Couch Detective. Couch Detective is a collection of thirteen different cases for the reader to try solve. You read the story, find the clues and attempt to solve the case before the end of each chapter.
For those of you who enjoyed Stone Cold, the next one in the series is in the works. Now if I could only find my notes. Have you seen them?
I need to quit blinking and finish my latest novel. Rebecca Watson isn’t happy her latest crime thriller isn’t finished. She told me if I don’t pick up the pace, she’s going to have her dog Samantha take a bite out of my keister. Was that a threat? Certainly not. Keister must be French for a roll or something doughy. Right?
In any case, as I finish my newsletter, I plan on finishing up the first draft by the end of the month and hope to be ready for publication through The Wild Rose Press by the end of February. Although, March could be a slim possibility.
Rebecca just told me the end of February or else. If you don’t hear from me on March 1st, it’s not a joke. Send out the search party.
Oh, now Rebecca says she was kidding. Whew!
If you haven’t read Stone Cold, it’s never too late.
Anyway, Happy New Year. Hope all your resolutions last or at least until July.