All my best-laid plans to come up with a decent blog post today sort of got lost amid my timed writing sessions this morning. My chiropractor fussed at me yesterday, because I had a rather bad visit, and my neck wasn't in such hot shape. He told me I was going to have to set a timer, write for that amount of time, then stand, walk around, anything, just get out of my chair. I never sit for more than a couple hours at a time, but apparently, even that has been taxing. So I've been writing between phone alarms, reminding me harshly that twenty minutes isn't very long. But, feeling the heat of the stopwatch, I got a lot done in those twenty minute bursts! I'm about ready to announce dates for cover, synopsis, and sneak peek releases for my current projects, so yay on that front.
Speaking of the book signing...
Lastly, I'm beyond thrilled with the wonderful things you're saying about Angels. It was such a pleasure to write, and I can't wait to get the next Dartmoor installment in your hands.