Work Wednesday—Still Fencing!


Yep, still putting those pines in the ground—but we’ve turned a corner. Ha. Literally. Working now on the north end, which should go more quickly since A) it’s shorter in length and B) my husband put a new whatchamacallit on the end of the auger.

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Hoping to be all finished by the end of the month, or shortly thereafter. Depends on how often I can get out there to help him, now that things are heating up in the book world, among other things.

Definitely want this finished! Besides our short-term visitor, Chestnut, I kind of found a little black filly for sale, AQHA. Her name is Midnight . . .

Basically, I have to stop looking at horses for the time being—after all, I still don’t have a trailer to get her here. Um, I mean, ANY horse. Eventually. Hmmm.

And trailers seem to be hard to find. Seriously. The kind we want, anyway, which is a good used 2-horse. As much as I drool over those rigs with dressing rooms—who am I kidding? They come with fancy living quarters and slide-outs and all manner of upgrades these days. With the accompanying price tag . . .

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Announcement


This past week I was offered a publishing contract. I turned it down and made the decision to publish REDUCED myself. The E-book will be out within the next couple of weeks, and the print version available soon after that. In the meantime, here is the book blurb for REDUCED:

A devastating biological agent is about to be released, to be tested in remote areas. Rumor has it, though, that there is more to this than meets the eye. One group makes plans to hide out, and survive, in case that rumor proves to be truth. Meeting at an abandoned summer camp near St. Louis, Missouri, a dozen old friends gather after the alarm is raised.

Life becomes more precious, more tenuous, as time passes. Government controls tighten, people are herded into the city…or killed. Towns are obliterated. And soon, the enemy agenda becomes obvious.

Abby, like the rest, has special skills – each member of the group was chosen not only because of past ties, but also for their unique training and abilities. She will come face-to-face with death, bear the responsibility for a young girl, and endure the severing of childhood relationships in the most terrible way imaginable.

From mere concealment to reconnaissance to aiding a rebellion, where will it end? Will the entire region be decimated, and who will be left alive to know?