I arrived home from San Francisco, told my family hello, then headed off to our lake house to spend a week frantically scribbling away on Sebastian Number Seven. The weather was gorgeous; the serenity and scenery inspiring. I spent Halloween sitting out on the porch in shorts (the above photo was snapped on my iPhone from my perch on the swing). The wildflowers were blooming in breathtaking bursts...
...and those of you awaiting the next Sebastian book will be happy to hear that I made great progress.
On another note: some people leave their hearts in San Francisco; I appear to have left my camera. So no more Bouchercon photos from me. Sigh.
Charles Gramlich over at Razored Zen was kind enough to review the last two Sebastian books he's read; thank you, Charles!
And finally, here's a picture of one of my daughter's little rescue Manx orphans, being a Halloween cat:
6 comments:
That kitten even looks like an ancient egyptian spirit.
I am in dire need of a lake house/secret hideaway. Best I can do at the moment when I need solitude in which to write is to indulge in a case of wicked insomnia...
Sure looks beautiful up there! :)
The countryside surrounding the lake house looks gorgeous. And obviously very inspiring :) I love the sound of 'Sebastian Number Seven' :)
And your kitten is...like Charles, said, doing a grand impersonation of an Egyptian cat :)
Charles, believe me, he looks far more regal in this photo than he usually does!
Steve, every writer should have a hideaway. Although I think one of the reasons I get so much done is because when I'm up there I can indulge my natural tendency to be a night owl.
Orannia, it is so lovely up there sometimes I wish I could just sit and look.
I just love blogging and as i get spare time from busy schedule i start working on it. Wonderful post, I really enjoyed reading it!
Sebastian 7!!!! Sounds too good to be true! The surrounds of your hideaway no doubt, really inspired you.
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