I'm writing a day early, as today was such a peaceful one. The air was cool this morning, the birds were chirping in the trees, and a distant train was huffing its way over the tracks. It was the perfect time for remembering, for being grateful for life, and for praying for those whose lives have been changed forever by violence. The line, "Peace be with you," kept playing through my mind. Peace be with you all.
This summer was filled with revisions of two books, the waiting for illustrations for the third book, and the dreaming up of a fourth book. In other words, it was productive, yet it was still a little lonely. It's been awhile since I've attended a conference and I miss the interaction. It has made me resolve to do more SCBWI events this next year and become more social. I want to feel the magic again, and that means connections, even though I'm more comfortable on the sidelines.