Where Does the Time Go?

How did summer sneak up on me? Yesterday, I noticed the kids were out of school already and that peaches and cherries aren’t pricey exotic fruit anymore. The apricots on my little tree are almost ripe. And the days seem to stay light forever.

I have been so focused on the edits for For Better or Worsted, finishing Silence of the Lambs Wool, and doing promotion for Yarn to Go, I did not notice May go by. Were there really 31 days?

June is doing a pretty good job of sliding by, too. I still have a long way to go with the rewrite of Silence of the Lambs Wool. The count down to July 2 when Yarn to Go comes out is fast approaching and I have bookmarks still to order and guest blogs to write. Any day I expect to hear from my editor that she’s sent the copy edits for For Better or Worsted and needs them back in a week.

I am immersed in Silence of the Lambs Wool for now. It is to the point where even tonight in yoga during final relaxation I was rewriting dialogue in my head. Though really mornings are my most creative time. My characters seem the most anxious to speak and tell me what’s going on when I’m drinking coffee and writing with a pen.

It helps that I’m writing about a town on the Monterey peninsula and I love that area. What makes it even better is I have given the real town a different name, so that I can move things around to suit my story and make up a history for the place.

One of the continuing characters is a part-time magician which has made me think a lot about the mechanics of magic. It also makes me grateful for the magic class I took with the Great Houdanni. As an aside magic doesn’t seem to be a women’s thing. There were 23 people in the class. 20 men and 3 women including me.

Not to sound too corny, it’s time for me to wave my wand and get back to the real magic of turning my very rough draft into a final manuscript in two weeks.