A watershed moment for Sweet Salt Air

I do try to blog several times a week, but it’s been ten days since my last post, and you loyal readers have Sweet Salt Air to blame.  I’ve reached a critical point in the book – three hundred pages done, with the final climactic hundred ready to go.  But … but … but …

Several sticking points.  First, there’s a medical angle to this story, and though I’ve been working with a doctor in the Midwest since last summer, it’s suddenly showtime.  That means re-reading everything he sent, making (another) list of questions for him, and, most importantly, firming up my timeline.

Writing in snow

We woke up this morning with a dusting of snow on the ground.  It wasn’t a surprise.  The weather guy has been forecasting it all week, and people have been talking, most with moans and groans.

Not me.  I’m ready.  The trees are already half-bare; pine needles cover the yard.  A coating of snow pretties things up.  The first snow of the season always does.  Besides, it won’t snarl traffic.  The roads are too warm for much to stick, and here in Boston’s MetroWest, we didn’t get more than an inch.

But it’s a harbinger.

My book is a GO!

Good news.  My editor called this morning to say that everyone at SMP loves my proposal.  There are a few questions, basically things for me to keep in mind as I write, but now that I have a green light, I can start.

I’m psyched!

And suddenly nervous.  Drafting a proposal is one thing.  As real as my characters are, they’re still hypothetical.  Suddenly now, they’re etched in blood.

Well, not really.  But you know what I mean.