Spring weekends.

I've been working on A Violet March and at the same time editing January Kills Me for a re-release. Having way too much fun doing both. I'm also dreaming about working on my science fiction middle grade book - A Breach in the Boundary. As soon as March is out, I'm going to turn to that (until April - tentatively titled April Undercover - overtakes me).

I signed up for another UCLA writing class...finally. Have missed working with other talented writers. I've also been considering starting a writers group for a few writers I know in the neighborhood. I want to keep it small, so that we have time for each other's work, but also varied, because different writing styles inspire me.

My son and I went to the library today and he checked out one of my all time favorite authors - Tad Williams. I picked up the first in the Anita Blake series by Laurell K. Hamilton. I think I read it a while ago, but can't remember. I'm in the middle of Bill Bryson's At Home and Christopher Fowler's Full Dark House (and enjoying them both), but they are airplane books and the vampire hunter series is a late-night-ease-into dreamland book. All this is just another sign that I am a flibbertigibbet.