In that home where I belong, I will not mark time by tragedies. I will not mark time at all. I will bask in the good, of a day without night, of joy that falls not between sadness but instead of.
Once our young hero was introduced, the beckon from the back seat quickly became, “Tell us another Rupert story!”
So, if you’ve been following me on social media, you know it’s been a little over a year since I published my fourth book. Ever since then (and even before then!) I’ve had people ask me, “So, what are you gonna write next?”
I needed that uncomfortable, chair-squirming slap in the face. I needed that warm hug of a reminder. I needed those ropes untied - again.
Last Sunday, we had one of those evenings where everything was going right... Then things took a turn for the worst.