The Sanctuary

I've been off the blog radar for some time now--finishing my new novel. It's called The Sanctuary, and like its title, I took "refuge" in writing it. For awhile, I didn't think I'd ever finish it. My real life went into "stall" mode, while I helped my sister battle some of her health problems. That stall made my creative life stall as well. But now, as the year comes to an end, I'm filled with hope and optimism. Little by little, day by day, hour by hour, I worked on the manuscript. I figured if I couldn't write for hours at a time, I could at least write one hour at a time. It's funny how your creativity understands that, and gets on board. I managed to finish and edit the manuscript in less than a month. I still have one final rewrite before sending it off to my publisher, but I'm pleased that I didn't abandon the project half way in (which would be SO not like me. Good, bad, or indifferent, I always finish what I start).

Like the characters in The Sanctuary, I can sense a new adventure awaits in 2015 for me (and my readers). I can sense it with every fiber of my being. I wish, though, I had empathic talents like my heroine, Sonny Blake. I'd love to touch a person and be hurled into a vision of that person's life. What an adventure that would be! Or maybe not. What's the old adage? Be careful, what you wish for? My hero, Logan Reed, certainly got what he wished for, but not in the way he expected.

Tomorrow is New Years Day, and my greatest hope is that our world manages to fix itself in 2015. I don't know quite when the human race became so hate-filled, but now that it has, I long for peace and love to fill her hearts once more--like the good old days. And yes, there were good old days. They were days when we didn't judge our neighbor, or our spouse and children, and we cared more about helping them, rather than killing them to solve a problem.

So from my house to yours, Have a happy and safe New Year.