Wow, it’s been a long time since I’ve blogged…anything! I thought, since I’ve gotten a few questions in real life, asking ‘When’s book 2 coming?’, that I should provide a little update; letcha know what’s going on in this head of mine. Read more…
This is a little late this week because, well, my grandmother turned 89 years old. And since I consider that pretty darn amazing, I chose to put off my blog post in order to celebrate her birthday with her.
Off the East coast on a small peninsula between Wrightsville and Myrtle Beach, a large bridge perched high above ground level, offers a birds-eye view of the homes and the beathtaking shoreline of the Atlantic Ocean. The small town just before the bridge carries the kind of peaceful simplicity that most of the city vacationers seem to take for granted. The shops, though externally weathered, are clean and well kempt. Here there are no big attractions, strip malls or water parks; only the essentials. Food, toiletries and other basic supplies can be purchased at the local Food Lion down the street. And a stretch of seafood restaurants along the strip, mostly made up of locals, serve some of the best crab legs on the coast.
Hey check out my tattoo!
OK, it’s not mine. It actually belongs to a scrumptious imaginary friend. But you’re going to have to wait for my book and the obsessive edits I’m engrossed in to find out who that is.