Let’s just agree that I have some of the most fantastic friends in the world. Earlier this year I spent a lot of time in the hospital with various family members—surgeries, cancer treatments, heart valve replacements. It’s been a rough year.
A colleague of mine recommended I read one of Darynda Jones’s paranormal romance books from the Charley Davidson series during the many hours at the hospital. I cracked the first book open and entered the world of a female P.I. who is also the grim reaper and falls in love with the son of the Devil. Nothing bad could happen there. I know it’s not appropriate to laugh out loud in hospital waiting rooms, but I couldn’t help myself. I consumed the first six books in three weeks at the hospital.
Darynda spoke at the Romance Writer’s of America conference in Seattle in October promoting her 12th book, “The Trouble with the Twelfth Grave” and one of my good friends attended the conference. Since I haven’t been able to shut up about the books since I started reading them, I asked her to get a selfie with the author if she could. Even if it was the over the shoulder with the author a speck in the background.
My friend went one step farther and told Darynda I was a huge fan. No lie there.
Just ignore the hyperventilating behind the photo. Where did I put my brown paper bag?
If you decide to self-medicate with one of her books, be warned you might end-up mainlining. They are addicting, the stay up all night when you have an important meeting the next morning type of addicting . . . and fast reads.
Hope your holiday season is as joyous.
For those of you swinging into the holiday season, I’d like to share this thought with you from crime thriller novelist, Lisa Gardner, The Writer’s Blessing:
May you always remember the thrill of being swept away by a really good book.
May the words you’re typing on the page be as worthy as the words running through your mind.
May your deadline be behind you.
May a good story lie ahead of you.
And as we go forth
May you always enjoy the journey to finding those two perfect words:
Enjoy your journey.
If you’re hungry, I made a bourbon chocolate cake, help yourself. 😉
There’s no such thing as too much virtual bundt cake among friends.
Snowdrops on branches, flakes fall from the sky. The first heavy snow fall of the season.
November snow storm.
I’ll be away from the web this week celebrating Thanksgiving with my family.
To those of you celebrating in the United States, happy Thanksgiving. To the rest of you around this lovely planet, enjoy a wonderful week.
On an early Sunday morning drive in Steilacoom, Washington, we spotted a group of bald eagles flying above our car. My Smart phone is too old to do them justice. I captured two of the eight birds that circled above our car.
Sunday drivers in the sky.
You never know what you’ll see when you look up.
We wait for it every year. The lone maple tree among the fir, cedar, and hemlock. Every cloudless sunrise lights the tree on days like this one captured by my better half.
Sunrise sets the leaves on fire.
The first big storm of fall stripped it bare. Curled brown leaves cover the ground. A few leaves dangle from the lowest branches, reminders of its glory passing. Until next year when Fall is ablaze.