...but not necessarily on their blog.
There are a few common signs that I am working on a new book. This quiet bolg. The taller-than-usual pile of laundry lurking in the corner. My drastically increased ingestion of tea and of course... the chunky milk. Like the turning leaves signaling autumn, chunky milk is a harbinger of new novels being written by me.
Between all the biking, hiking, swimming and sunning this summer I worked on revisions for both of my 2014 books. I am notoriously poor at multitasking, but for the sake of all things summertime fun, I made it work. In spite of my tight deadlines we managed to suck every bit of juice out of July and August. We even took a two week road trip from NY to the Grand Canyon purely for the rich and lasting family memories. Okay, so I was revising in hotel rooms late each night and I suppose if my recently finished road trip book proposal manages to sell it could technically be considered a research trip as well. But mostly... rich and lasting family memories.
Now that the boy and the girl are tucked back in school and I've mourned the end of summer with an astonishing lack of maturity, I'm working on two new book ideas simultaneously. On one hand I'm all, "YAY! SHINY NEW PROJECTS! ACTUAL WRITING IS HAPPENING!!" and on the other hand I'm a little, "Oh, right. I still suck at multitasking." But I am getting the hang of it. Hey look, I even managed to spread a few words over here.