Port A
Hi, guys…
I’m writing this at nine-thirty at night on the sidewalk outside a circa-1980s condo in Port Aransas.
I can’t e-mail out from here (even though I am getting them)… but I’m just fine. Thanks for checking, Laura!
The sea wind is at my back, my children are upstairs with someone other than me, and somebody else’s kids are playing in the pool behind me. And the sprinklers just went off and completely drenched my computer…. ack!
I’m A-OK, but will probably (as you have perhaps noticed) be posting sporadically over the next month or two. What little time I have seems to be going toward the next book (but there’s not enough of it); and my page proofs for Howling — all 368 pages of them — just landed on my front doorstep last week. Ack!
I will, however, be back more frequently when things are less nutty…
How are your summers going?
Hugs to all, and thanks for bearing with me…
Karen