Key West Corners

Hi. Barb here. Or rather there.

My husband and I are in Key West for January and February

At times, I’ve felt a little guilty as I’ve seen Facebook friends from frozen New England posting about All the Damn Snow. But mostly, I’ve felt relieved.

I’m slogging through the first draft of the next Maine Clambake Mystery, Fogged Inn. (Personal motto: I slog, so you don’t have to. What would that be in Latin?) So here is my routine.

Morning: Send out ARCs of Musseled Out, attend to various blogs, Facebook, Twitter, etc., redesign back of bookmarks, line up appearances for spring and summer, etc., do financial bits and pieces for Level Best, talk to agent about exciting new opportunity, (etc., etc, etc.) Everything I put in the bucket I call “the business of writing.”

Afternoon: Work toward first draft word count goal. Sigh. Panic. Sigh more deeply. (Is it possible this is getting harder and not easier with each book? Is it possible my first drafts are getting worse and not better? Reminder to self: You think this every time.)

Late afternoon: Swim in pool. The swim assures I get outside and move around. Given that most pools in Key West, including ours at this rental house, are characterized as “dipping pools,” I do not claim it as exercise, but as movement.

So as you can see, though I’d like to write you a lovely post about Key West, I am not seeing a lot of it. Which is fine, because I’ve been coming here for 23 years, so I’m not deprived.

My husband, Bill Carito, on the other hand, has been on a tear. He took a class in taking photos on your iphone at the Studios of Key West, and has been posting a photo a day to his Facebook page ever since. (To see more, you can friend him here.)

So here, in the spirit of supplying some pretty to your day, and a respite from the snow, are some the photos, which he calls Key West Corners.

The backyard dipping pool.

What’s going on behind our fence.

I hope you enjoyed a little time away from the snow.