Open Space Three Blocks Away

And another 30 pages on my new book.  It has been miserably hot and humid here, too hot to even enjoy the pool.  I sincerely can't imagine what people did in this climate before air conditioning.  At least it's easy to sit in front of the computer and be creative without getting too overheated.

I'd run into a dry spell with the new book, and I felt I'd written myself into a corner.  I had no idea where to go with it, and my characters were not helping me at all.  One evening I was watching a Monsoon storm approach over the mountains and without even thinking about it, I had the answer and was off.  I always find it amazing how the characters will speak to you when you stop trying to push them around.

I've been dreaming about home lately, California that is, and how great it would be to enjoy the wonderful Pacific ocean.  Working all week and writing all night (or so it seems) does take its toll.  I haven't visited my home town of Santa Barbara in quite some time so maybe that will be a nice fall respite; by then my skin should look like jerky from living in the blast furnace!

Until next time,

N