Life doesn’t wait for me to finish a chapter. It tends to come at me like a runaway locomotive, flattening me if I don’t step back. And so it comes that at the end of January I’m not anywhere near where I wanted to be with the next book. In other words, it’s going to the editor in March not February.

It wasn’t an easy decision to make, but I needed the time to celebrate and focus on my family.  Just so you understand what’s been going on in the last two months, I’ve had:

5 holiday parties

4 birthday celebration, two of which were parties I hosted.

1 graduation ceremony

1 graduation party (hosted by yours truly)

4 visits to the Doctor (all different thank you very much and one on Christmas Eve)

2 visits to the hospital

4 trips to get lab work done

A $15,755 bill to replace the AC units on our house and fix the duct work before the 115 temps arrive.

4 dinners out with friends.

Two volunteer jobs with my writer’s group.

A nasty kerfuffle at work

Plus I got to schedule another trip to a specialist, lucky me and they’ll want more lab work.

On top of all the other stuff that happens around the holidays, including my first ever Christmas without my daughters (spent with boyfriends’ family).

After gnashing my teeth for a bit, I decided that it was alright if I wasn’t where I wanted to be with my writing. I can still make my new deadline. Besides, this promises to be a really good book, even if I am writing it with my eyes closed in parts:-)