Just said goodbye to my girls after a wonderful Thanksgiving weekend. I'm sad and excited all rolled into one. I treasure the time we spend together now that they each have their own busy lives, but this leaving was made easier because tomorrow is day one of a month long road trip to the American Southwest where I'll get to reconnect with my mom and sibs, and where I'd love to set a novel (after the one I'm working on now).
This has to be a short and sweet post as I'm on the run to get a million errands done. My next chore (hee hee) will be to pick out a couple of books from my bedside pile to bring along. I had planned to bring Inkdeath, the third in Cornelia Funke's Inkworld series but I've decided against it as I'm having a hard time getting into it even though I grew to care about Meggie, her parents and the fire-eater Dustfinger in the first two books. No worries though...there's the pile to choose from is BIG! I'm thinking I'll start with Salt by New Zealand writer, Maurice Gee since I've heard nothing but good things about it.