Today is my birthday, and I am fifty-nine years old. The sky is blue, the sun is shining, and it is warm, but not too warm. A lovely, lovely day.
Tonight, we’ll be meeting our eldest daughter and a friend for dinner in Brunswick. On Saturday, our youngest daughter will be coming for a week-long visit. And in a couple of months, my YA fantasy, Maya and the Book of Everything, will be published.
What a great way to start my
fifty-ninth year sixtieth year!. (Thanks, Lyn LaRochelle, for the correction.)
Because my youngest daughter will be here for a visit, I’ll be taking a break from blogging. (And from editing. Praise be!)
A very happy September to all. I’ll be back at the end of the month.