The next Hollows book will be called . . .

I put in a late night yesterday working on the freebies, (click to get yours) which meant I woke up this morning grumpy and slow–and remembering my last dream.  It was of birds, and not just any birds, but baby birds.  About five or six of them in all stages of growth in the same nest from just hatched to almost ready to open their eyes.  I was very worried about the little ones.

Not many people know it, but I raised canaries for about two to three years after I was let go from the job that was going to see me to retirement.  (Feels like it was a lifetime ago, and in fact, it was for my son.)  I doubt I made any money at it, but it gave my mind something to focus on and a chance to see something positive when things were not that glowy.

Now, I'm not ready to apply any dream analysis on it simply because I know the dream stemmed from FINALLY seeing birds at my feeders yesterday after months of them ignoring them.  There's a lot of food available in the area for the wild birds this early in winter, seeing as I live surrounded by farms and shallow lakes.  It's only when they are very stressed do they come into town–kind of like the deer.  (Which we occasionally see sleeping, yes sleeping, in the middle of the still-warm road.  Stupid deer.)

If you haunt my FB, you probably already know this, but yesterday I released the name of the next Hollows book after A PERFECT BLOOD.  Book eleven will be titled EVER AFTER, playing on one of the latest movies Clint Eastwood directed, HEREAFTER.  Thanks, Mr. Eastwood.  That was a great title to borrow!