Lilacs

I’m madly working on my latest book at the moment — Marry In Secret — I’ll tell you more about it when I’ve finished it. I don’t even have a cover yet (which is fair enough seeing my editor doesn’t have the book yet.) It’s coming out next year, and as soon as I have any info I’ll post it here.

When I write, I’m slow at first, gathering the threads of a story and slowly piecing (or weaving) them together. But when it comes to the last quarter of the book, it’s like an avalanche and I have to work on it all the time. I can barely make myself leave the house — I tell everyone “I’m in the cave” — and my friends all roll their eyes saying,  “Yeah, yeah, you have a deadline.” But they understand.

But it’s spring here and one of the delights for this cave-dweller is the pleasure of the various spring flowers that just keep bursting forth with no effort from me. So here I am, popping out into my back yard to give you another little burst of spring gorgeousness, courtesy of my lovely old lilac tree, shamefully neglected but always reliable. 

So thank you to everyone who’s been so patient, waiting for the next book, and waiting for me to come out of the cave. Bless you all. I just wish I could send you the fragrance (unless you’re allergic, of course, in which case, enjoy the pics without any danger of sneezes.)