I don't know about winter, but autumn is finally in the air here. I, for one, am glad to see it come.
Inching up to the 45,000 word mark in The Garden with a scene that is dear to my heart. Those usually slow me down just a little, because I'm more careful on the initial draft. This one is coming very organically though and so far, I'm quite pleased.
Had a bunch of running around and various emails that needed addressing yesterday, but I got home last night to this lovely review for Miserere at Wag the Fox: Rabid Reads. I've been reading Gef's reviews for some time, so I was nervous when he said he would read Miserere. What I like about Gef's reviews is his honesty; I always feel less like I'm reading a review and more like I'm just talking about fiction with someone who loves to read. I was delighted when I saw his review.