I apologize for being an absent landlord of this blog. Now that I'm approaching the big five O and just celebrated my thirtieth wedding anniversary, time seems to fly by at lightning speed. Never seems to be enough hours in the day to accomplish all I want. I honestly don't understand when someone tells me they're bored. Who has time for boredom?
Now that fall has arrived, my favorite season, I plan on plunging into the third book in my Fay Cunningham series. I already wrote a large chunk of the story in my head. Next up is getting it on the computer. I'm hoping an agent or editor soon says yes to the sequel of A Dangerous Woman. But is New York interested in a menopausal small town newspaper publisher who is constantly trying to remain one step ahead of landing six feet under? I know readers are waiting for Fay's next adventure because they've told me so. Stay tuned folks because I promise it won't be long before Deadly Arrows will be available. Then after Fay dodges a few deadly arrows she's going to be on the water. I'll tell you more about that adventure a little later. Right now I need to give Fay a few pointers on how to keep a jet ski upright while doing donuts.
Until Next Time...Debra