There is an abundance of black squirrels up here. While I'm sure some people find them annoying, I just think they're cute.
Nan is so excited. She started a new story this week--taking a hiatus from her Women of Willow Bay series--and is typing quickly. We've done some heavy duty brainstorming, one of my favorite things about writing vacations and certainly one of the most productive.
Oh, I nearly forgot! The most important piece of news I have! Last night, we played Farkle, and it must be said that I was proclaimed the winner for the day. While it's true that I was the one doing all the proclaiming, I really did win three games out of five--or four out of seven--and my sportsmanlike conduct was...well, maybe I'd better not push that too much.
Nan, you got anything?
I do, actually--I'm so thrilled to be writing a brand new story! I'm already loving my characters and that feeling of getting into a new book is so amazing! It's restorative. So, hold a good thought that Hallie and Tim will be people whose story is worth telling . . . so far, so good.
Liz has been out trying to get a picture of the black squirrels for you, but they've suddenly turned shy. Dunno why because they've been all over our yard since we got here on Monday. So, she's going to have to go back to writing and yes, drinking margs--they seemed like the perfect beverage for lunch and somehow they just got carried right into the dining room with us when we moved to our writing space.