It’s true what they say about time speeding up when you get older. I only realized that last May when Jenny and I were packing up to leave the California desert for our summer place in the mountains of North Carolina. We’ve been doing the “snowbird” thing for about 12 years — before CA, we were in Miami — and I’ve always been ready for the seasonal switch. Having grown up in a military family, I’ve never had deep roots. The rules are simple: Don’t hoard things and don’t get too attached.
Now I’m tired. Of packing, losing things, missing the mail. Of never feeling settled, always having a moving date on the calendar. Just tired. And it makes the year go by too fast.
We were thinking of returning to Miami full-time — we’re both “urban souls” — but it seems we’ve decided to stay here in the mountains instead. There were many things to work out, but the last of the pieces fell into place today. I’m finally home.
But that doesn’t mean we have to stay here when it snows! We leave tomorrow for Fort Lauderdale, where we’ll board the Holland America Westerdam for an Olivia Cruise through the Caribbean. Olivia was kind enough to offer a cruise for two in our charity auction at the Lammys last summer, and Jenny went head-to-head with Lisa Girolami on the bidding. I’ll post a few pictures … assuming you’d rather see lesbians around a pool than snowy mountains.
Book news — I’m writing that short story I promised in my list of New Year’s resolutions. I’ll let you know when and where you’ll find it. And I’m working on my Fall title, Only the Summer, a romance set in the fictional town of Leland, KY. You may remember that one from The House on Sandstone.
Touch of a Woman is my latest release. Next one comes out in May — Trial by Fury. I’ll post the synopsis soon.
And I just registered for the Golden Crown Literary Society conference in DC next summer. Only 3 more days to get your early bird savings.