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Traffic and Triumph

The spring and summer are always really hectic for our family. We own an outdoors-focused business, and unfortunately that means that when the sun is out there is hardly time to write anything. My neighbor yesterday asked how "that journaling stuff" was going, and I must have looked absolutely dumbfounded.

"Journaling?" I asked.

"Yeah, you know, writing in books or whatever."

Long story short, it gave me instant lessons about two things. First, that my neighbor doesn't really pay attention or remember the details of any conversations that we've had over the years. And second, that I need to find the time, no matter how crazy life is, to put some focus back on my writing. My third book has been sitting, half edited, since March. It's about time that I got back at that monster, and what better way to do that then to do what all great writers do when they have a project looming... procrastinate by updating this blog.

I'm glad I did log in to check on the status of my blogs, by the way. Unbeknownst to me, I've had some help keeping traffic moving along to this blog and my other personal blog (A Smaller Budget). So I have to take a moment to say thank you to Nannette Richford for posting a link to this blog on her site: http://attitudeofgratitude-nsrichford.blogspot.com/. I certainly have an attitude of gratitude for those who find my ramblings noteworthy; I really wouldn't be where I am today without them.

I think that closes this blog posting out. Thank you to everyone who has picked up and read Age/Sex/Location: Love is Just a Click Away and A Giraffe in the Room. I promise to get back into editing my new novel so that it can get out there in the world for you to enjoy as well.

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