Greetings, Fire Enthusiasts! Happy Summer.

Truth be told, I'm not a big fan of summer. Here in the California Central Valley, we don't get real winter. It doesn't snow here. It gets grey and foggy and dreary, but not anything remotely like real winter. I could survive in a sweatshirt, basically. I'm happiest just before Halloween because I know the oppressive heat of summer is over. I'm sure many of you live where winter is harsh, so you are probably pleased to allow summer to stay as long as it wants. Understood.

It's been a while since my last note to you. I had hoped that my latest novel would have been published by now; however, the Good Lord had other plans, so now I adjust to those.  It should now be this fall.

I live in a small town called Kingsburg. It's twenty minutes south of Fresno. If you've read any of my books, the two of you have met. We are called the Swedish Village - long story. Today, we had our annual Swedish Festival. It looks like the same sort of festivals you're probably used to, except we have Swedish colors, traditions, etc. I signed copies of my books today out in front of the Trinkets & Treasures store which is the local home of my softcovers. People who stopped by today were given a glimpse of the new book. You, sadly, are not. As you can see from the cheeky photo, I plan to drag out some suspense.

You're welcome. 

What I can tell you is that I just heard back from my trusty editor and I begin that process next. Once done, I will lock myself in a room and begin to read it to myself aloud. It's my least favorite step, but it's perhaps the best because it's here where I can hear whether the prose "sings" or not. And when it doesn't, I have to fix that.

Over the coming months you will be seeing the synopsis, title, cover, etc.

Hmm? Perhaps I will leave you with a little something...

Sixteen year old Jewel Foster can see angels and demons. Neither side is pleased.

We'll talk soon.