Sunday Snippet
The Five Facts Edition
Okay, right off, I confess I’m truly down-to-my socks tired. Between book release promotion and heading to THE END on Book 3 in the Juniper Falls Ranch series, and working on editing gigs, my brain is basically mush today. Sometimes, that happens on Sundays--whatever intellect I have left goes into hiding and even remembering how to use my new coffeemaker is a reason to stop and pause. (I remembered and I now have coffee--yay!) When that brain drain happens on a Sunday morning, how am I supposed to produce a snippet?
I go to an old standby that pal Liz and I resort to in moments of I got nothin’. We make a list. So here we go. A couple of lists for you.
Five Fast Facts About Me
At this point in my life, I have no idea what my real hair color is and absolutely no curiosity about that.
I’m practicing getting up without clutching a table edge or sofa or chair--so far, well, let’s just say I’m still practicing.
Every time it snows, I open the front and breath in the scent of the snow and crisp air.
I bought red cowboy boots recently. I’ve always wanted red shoes and I do miss my cowboy boots from my riding days, so two birds, one stone. If the thought of a 72-year-old woman in jeans and red cowboy boots offends you, don’t look down.
I have a passion for coffee exceeded only by my passion for Husband. I grind beans every morning and savor the whole coffeemaking ritual. I've been accused of being a coffee snob. All I can say is that my coffee ritual brings me joy.
Five Things I’m Watching/Reading/Listening To
At least three or four days a week, I pause to watch the sunrise and the sunset--I love seeing the sky change color. It gives me hope.
On Saturday mornings, Husband and I watch the Coffee Klatch with Robert Reich and Heather Lofthouse on YouTube. A new Klatch each week brings us information and thoughtful analysis about the state of our nation--it’s not always uplifting, but at the end, Robert always has a hopeful message. In that same vein, I listen to Heather Cox Richardson’s column every day on Substack.
We’re currently rewatching the PBS series All Creatures Great and Small. We’re in season 3. We keep trying to watch other stuff, but we need the gentle ease of James Herriot and his stories.
Currently, I’m reading Megan Crane‘s The Cowboy’s Least Likely Bride to review. Nobody writes angst and attraction like Crane—she’s amazing. Check it out.
Listening? I live on Pandora and mostly go between the Linda Ronstadt channel, the Frank Sinatra channel, and the Great American Songbook channel, but I’m pretty open and listen to music according to my mood.
Well, that’s it, my friends. Now you know what a writer does when she can’t think of what to say in her weekly column. Why not share a quick fact about you or what you’re reading, watching, or listening to in the comments below. On Monday afternoon, For fun, I’ll send an e-book copy of The Cowboy’s Comeback to a couple of randomly chosen commenters. Let’s talk!
Gratitude for This Week: I finally went outside on Friday--it was lovely to feel sunshine on my face even though it was only 18 degrees. I’m preparing for a book signing at Twisted Sisters in Indy--can’t wait! Talked to my old neighbor for an hour--it was great to catch up. Got to FT with Son--I’ve missed his face. WIP is nearly at THE END--hold a good thought.
Stay well, speak out when you can--it’s essential if we want to save our democracy, always choose kindness, and most of all mes amis, stay grateful!
I hear you on writing the END. I'm currently working--stumbling?--my way there on my current (light-weight) rom suspense. So glad you peeked out into the sunshine, even at 18 degrees. We've had a lot of cold sunshine here, but no snow, alas. But we do have mountain reservoirs. Hope they hold enough water.
I took a fun fact from my website (SueWardDrake.com if interested): Grew up in a small southern town and still attends her high school reunions.
Addendum: In an old house raised, of course, like most old Southern houses because of poor drainage and much rain. A freeze (they're so uncommon that's what they're called) would mean frozen pipes. We even had those once in New Orleans and DH had to get under the house with his soldering torch. I don't think we ever got down to 18 degrees, though.
Good lists!