There’s a touch of fall in the air. I could feel it the other morning when I went outside to feed TC, our barn cat. A crisp coolness from the ground up. I love this time of year.
My writing has taken a back seat to school for the past few weeks. As always, starting a new year is mind-bendingly busy. But the story’s there, simmering, waiting for me. Now I think I’m ready to get back to it. Only a few more scenes to finish, and I can start revising. Can’t wait for that. This draft will end up at around 50K words, which may be a bit long for a MG, but I know I’ll lose some in revision. Onward!
Here’s a pic of TC. When we first met her, she’d come by our barn to say hello, hang around for a while, then disappear. My husband and I were always asking, “Have you seen that cat?” So, when she decided to stay, we gave her a name – TC (that cat).