Boris is starting to whisper to me again. That’s right, my Muse is back, and, boy, have I missed him. I have not written since February. This year we’ve wrangled a major decluttering project that led to a huge garage sale. We sanded, painted, (well, Rich did) cleaned and staged our house in preparation for listing it, lived with the nightmare of keeping our house spotless for showings, sold it, house-hunted in another city, moved, unpacked and settled in. I was in the process of reading my manuscript and marking up revisions during this craziness, but eventually I Read More
