Go to THE MESSAGEBOARD and tell us about a book you're reading! Then, send your name and address, as usual, to
lindsayschallenges@ameritech.net for the drawing!
PRIZE: $10 Gift Certificate to amazon.com! Good luck!
Greetings, Sun and Summer Lovers!
We’re in the middle of a heat wave here in the Midwest, but the summer has otherwise been quite pleasant and unlike the heat in Spain, Italy, and the floods in England, thank goodness. That’s the good news. The nasty news is that the darling little bunnies, oh, those fluffly little cottontails, are making a smorgasbord of all my flowers. I’m ready to grill ‘em up and make hasenpfeffer.
Well, it does cross my mind as I sit in my office and watch them nibble happily away at the impatiens and the day lilies and hollyhocks. I have twigs sticking up from the earth. That’s it. Somehow they have circumvented cayenne, Critter Ridder, and other repellents.
You know what’s going to happen, don’t you? Rabbits are going to outlast us all.
Romance Writers of America held the national conference in Dallas this year, and those of us from this area had a wonderful, wonderful time. We cheered for the finalists from our local chapters, Margaret Watson, Allie Plieter, Jerilyn Willis, Marilyn Wiegel, and whooped when Marilyn won! I haven’t heard how much money we raised for literacy this year, but it all keeps adding up, and, as writers, we’re proud to do what we can to increase literacy—after all, the more readers, the better!
Speaking of which, I bow in acknowledgement of what J.K. Rowling has accomplished. Is that now fantastic to have a book—not a movie, not some scandalous public behavior, but a book!—be the center of so much attention? Yes, I’ve read it, and enjoyed it hugely as I have all the others.
Enjoy the rest of the summer, whatever you do. Come hang out on THE MESSAGEBOARD and talk about books you’re reading. (I’ve talked about a couple I’ve just finished.) Take time to step out of the air conditioning and let the breeze tickle your face. Make some real lemonade. You know—squeeze the lemons, smell the skin, listen to the clink of the ice cubes against the pitcher? You remember, right?
And treasure these moments of summer.
