…while dancin’ to one, too.
It’s a new year filled with hope that things will be [much] better. I’m thinking of things I can do, which isn’t quite the same as want to do. That would take oodles of money—haven’t won the lottery yet—and I’m not the pretty young thang I used to be [man, am I so not].
There’s a new book in the works and it’s not a Triple Threat Investigation Agency mystery. Those are done, I’m pretty sure, though I did promise to pen one more to tie those outstanding loose threads left at the conclusion of Disco’s Dead and so is Mo-Mo. We shall see. Given the vast legion of TTIA fans, I don’t think I need lose sleep over it.
So, yeah, I’m lookin’ for a new groove; I’ve been plodding in the shadows of too many others for too long. Here’s to dancin’ up a storm in 2024 … with fresh approaches to writing and life. And here’s to re-finding the faith that got lost along the way.
It’s time to embrace the Great Mystery of Life with open, eager arms … and maybe give it a nudge here and there. 
Published on January 05, 2024 19:37