What a gorgeous setting! I’m down here at Holden Beach with the scribblers (Mary Kay Andrews, Margaret Maron, Sarah Shaber and Brenda Witchger) and we’re getting tons done. That’s mostly because Mary Kay is a very firm task master. Every morning we set our goals for the day and check in with our progress in the evening. Since no one wants to face Mary Kay’s wrath, we make sure to finish what we set out to do. I’m plotting my next book, and wow, is it a challenge. It’s a little different from my other books in one unique way, but if you love my books, don’t worry. The themes and emotions will still be there. It’s really a HUGE challenge though, to think through this story and when it’s my turn to brainstorm, I can see the smoke coming out of my fellow writers’ ears as they try to wrap their minds around a very complex story.
The next challenge here is the limited Internet access. There are tiny little niches in the house where access is available, and it changes literally by the minute. Which means we’re all walking around the house holding our computers, as I am here, as we try to find the “sweet spot” that will allow us to get online. I am actually typing this from my car in the carport beneath the house.
The house we’re in is right smack on the beach. It’s an old home that belongs to one of the scribbler’s relatives, and it’s absolutely perfect for us. Although there’s something to be said for the beautiful new sparkling clean beach houses that line the beach road, we would all rather be in a house like this, where you can feel the vibrations of hundreds of people, family and renters, who’ve lived inside its walls. It has that excellent (to me, anyway) scent of salt and must, and when I first walked in and saw the beach grass and ocean through the windows, I felt as if I’d come home. (My affinity for the beach is very odd. I never do sun, I don’t swim, I have the very worst type of hair for humid, windy weather, and with RA, I can barely hobble through the sand along the water’s edge, but I’d rather be at an east coast beach than anywhere else on earth. Except maybe Paris. 🙂 )
So, in my little stroll on the bach each day, I’ve seen dolphins swimming close to shore. It’s hard to take pictures of dolphins, I’ve discovered, so I settled for this pelican shot. The pelicans are everywhere!
I’d better get back to work before Mary Kay finds my and beats me with a stalk of beach grass. Bye for now.