I may not have Hope for the Holidays written before Christmas. This isn’t for lack of working but because of newly onset migraines interfering with my work, and post-Hurricane Harvey construction going on all around me.
It’s really hard to work in all the noise. Plus there’s the very boisterous and needy foster dog who’s young and energetic and doesn’t understand how to be lazy and do nothing but lay around in my office while I’m at my desk.
I’m taking December off. Not from writing but from the Internet. Social media. Blogging. I’m going to do my new words first thing every morning. That’s the only way Hope for the Holidays will get written whether now or later.
And if it turns out to be later it might also be a longer book than a novella, and that can’t be a bad thing, can it? Would you mind reading a holiday story in the spring? Or even in the summer? A bit of Christmas in July, perhaps?
Enjoy the holiday season, and I’ll see you again in January!