MacDuff and I went to the inland waterway side for our walk this evening and watched the sun go down. Summer Haven is a pretty special place to live: sunsets over the ocean in the morning, sunsets over the river in the evening and half a dozen different beaches to walk on depending on my mood, the weather and the tides. What more could I want?

Well, for one thing, I could be published in novel length fiction by now. I do want that, and I'm working hard toward that goal. I just finished by latest WIP and I'm feeling a little bereft. It's like these really neat people I liked a lot and who's company I enjoyed every day have suddenly pulled up stakes and moved to California. I know they're still there, but I'm not going to see them any more. Of course, there's the synopsis to write and the book itself to edit and peddle, but the story's been told and at the moment, at least, until I begin the next one, I'm feeling a little sad.

I read a quote today I wanted to share with you, by William Arthur Ward.
"The pessimist complains about the wind; the optimist expects it to change; the realist adjusts the sails."