I have one last trip out of town. This next week we will collect the last vegetation samples before the first frosts and coming snow. Yes, I live in Canada. Winter comes earlier here and we have Thanksgiving in October. I've been working on a video trailer for Blue Moon House and it looks pretty awesome! My husband is going to help me clean it up when I get back at the end of the week.
If you have any updates or interesting people/bloggers I should be interviewing, let me know! I'm happy to give time and place here for friends of friends. Finally, a little excerpt from Blue Moon House because I just can't resist. Something fitting the death of summer.
In
a great burst of blinding white pain she collapsed back to the bed,
panting, only she wasn’t getting breath. She heaved harder,
dragging the air into her. Against her own strangled breath, she
heard a sob. It sounded like Sophia. Julia put her hands to her
chest, trying to claw, but unable to do much with them tied together.
She tried to pull at her nose and face. She probably would have
scraped herself raw if she hadn’t been secured. She thrashed,
trying to find air, and would have fallen from the bed if not for her
ankles. Instead, she hung precariously over the side, her vision
filled with the quietly weeping Harry who held himself against his
own pain as well as hers. It was the last thing she saw as her vision
blurred and then went black.
