Every retired person I talk to says the same thing. It’s like when you give the boss your notice, life’s time clock goes haywire and starts running faster than it should (scary thought!). I quit my last job six years ago, and time has been flying by faster ever since. Notice I didn’t say I retired. I used to say that, but it occurred to me that now I am an Author, I’m not really retired. I have a job. Fortunately I also have a social security check so I can buy dog and cat food until the masses discover what a great Author I am. God bless Franklin Roosevelt!
So what am I doing now other than wasting time by blathering about how I don’t have enough time? I finally have a paperback of Catch A Falling Star (An Eden Mystery) available on Amazon. It will be in a handful of bookstores soon as well – CoffeeTree Books in Morehead, Kentucky, and the Morris Book Shop in Lexington for starters. I’ve also completed the first draft of a new romance titled The Boy Next Door. I’ve set it aside to “ferment” while I go over a romantic intrigue I wrote way back in the last century that I think is salvageable. I might publish the romances under a pen name, but I might not. If I do, I’ll post it here.
Later this month I’ll be heading to Killer Nashville, a mystery writers conference in – you guessed it – Nashville. Thanks to Goodreads, I’ve become friends with a Memphis mystery writer, Janet Martinez, and the two of us have arranged to meet at the conference. Check out her book Drop Dead Killers, the first in the David Graham series. The first is well worth a read, and she’s hard at work on the second in the series.
Killer Nashville will be my first writers’ conference, so I’m stoked about it. You can expect a lot of blathering about it when I get back – probably a few pictures, too.
Well, that’s all for now, folks – I gotta go vacuum those dog hair tumbleweeds that are blowing across the floor. What time is it anyway?