Workin' Hard

 
     This afternoon, I am writing. I have to do an article forour magazine, so I make a blank document and give it a name. I decide to dosome tweets. Next I fill out the tax forms for our business. Now, the writing.     Suddenly two morning doves alight on the windowsill outsidemy office. I have no idea why morning doves are up in the p.m., but here theyare. One is a bit larger, with lovely blue markings; the other is small andmostly soft brown. I think the bigger one must be the male, because now andthen he jumps on top of the other one. Plus he's got the plumage. All maleshave plumage because they need to attract us females into their nests.      Anyway, I'm still admiring my visitors when our smallest catcomes up to the shelf inside (which my husband built so they could look out thewindow…) and she sees the doves. They can't see her, however. They continue toruffle their feathers, coo; the female moves back and forth to escape herboisterous mate. Our cat begins to race, left to right, across the shelf,tracking the birds as they play. She can't get at them; they can't see her; noharm done.     For some reason, this reminds me of my writing. I'm supposedto be writing. What a lovely scene to write about. However, I do have that article tofinish and I have begun the finishes touches on novel five. Then there's thatcozy and the children's book.     Speaking of book five, I think about the Emily Taylor seriesand how my lovely publisher has suggested connecting it to Burchill. I'dclaimed Book 4 was the last in the series, but Cheryl Tardif of Imajin Books isa brilliant marketer, and she knows what's she talking about. After we spend somuch time branding the Emily Taylor Mystery series, why not keep it going?     I sit and bask in the gratitude for a few minutes, as thesun shines through my spotty windows, right on my face, warm and spring shy. TheBridgeman has been selling all around the world. People in the US, UK andGermany have my book, as well as my own Canadians. I am in awe. A few shortmonths ago, I would never have believed this. I am excited, happy, challenged,thankful. Now Victim is going to spread her wings with a free promo, fly off toforeign lands, sit in homes hundreds of miles away from where I sit…doingnothing.     Back to the writing. What did I call that article again? Iknow it's on the desktop somewhere.     Meanwhile, the doves fly away and Miss Monk goes to sleeppurring.     Suddenly, I have a great idea for how to connect Book 5 toBurchill. Where did I put that file? www.imajinbooks.com