There is no place like home

The past few days I had a fantastic opportunity to promote Murder of Crows.  I was invited to my cousin’s Elementary School outside of Tampa, Florida to talk to her class about writing and share my book with them.

What a great time – and a great class.  After discussing what all good books needed (a great idea, details, and a cliff hanger chapter ending), I read the first chapter to them.  They loved it!  We talked about the process of writing, and especially revising.  I had them revise part of Under Sapphire Skies that I had been working on that morning.  They were full of such great ideas.

I stayed played with my cousins for another day before heading home.  Dorothy had it right: There’s no place like home.

Driving past the incredible horse farms in Ocala inspired me to continue to work as hard as I can, because you never know where life may lead.  As I turned off of I-75, I popped in one of my favorite CDs: J.J. Grey & Mofro.  It was kinda creepy – as I was driving through the tiny town of Lockloosa, J. J. Grey’s song about his home started playing.

I found myself driving even faster to my own little slice of heaven.  While it’s nice to get away and have experiences in the world – my favorite sight is coming back down my own driveway and seeing the horses look up from grazing to welcome me.