Well, what’s a bear to do? There was no sign up in the park re: this particular activity.
Like I wouldn’t yield to the bear.
A POV change is needed … and voila — there the road lies.
I was stuck with something in my plot. My hero just wanted to be somebody other than who I was telling him to be. So I let him get above it all, in a bush plane … and whammo … that was it! Turns out he needed to fly. He needed to see things from above. And he’d been trying to tell me all along.
Almost home with my current deadline. DH is almost boarding his plane back from South Africa.
And I ran almost an hour … hot, but good. In the woods. Hey, I almost feeling like doing the dishes — but not quite.
* I am planning on giving my website a complete overhaul, a fresh new look — so if there are any author sites out there that really grab you, please tell me. And let me know why they work for you.
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An inukshuk on our mountaintop … echoing Black Tusk, a volcanic cone in the distance.
My words in the blogosphere have been scarce of late, and will probably remain so for a while. I am saving them up for my WIPs … and I do have a few in the works at the moment.
If you need me … you know where to find me 
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Welcome to my slice of life in B.C.’s wild and wet coast mountains. This ’running commentary’ offers a small window – often visual — into the life of a romance writer, on the run. Or on skis …
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