As some of you may know, at the beginning of May I got pretty sick and was in the hospital for three nights and four days. I'm fine, back to my normal self, but it's amazing how much wind that took out of my sails.
Despite the above I finished the book I've been working on for the novel writing course I'm taking through The Institute of Children's Literature. It has been an incredible challenge and journey because I stepped WAY out of my comfort zone with an idea that's been pecking at me for at least ten years. My instructor heaped praises on my head with statements like this one: "When I say I’m thrilled with what you’ve accomplished that is an understatement. This is a powerful, powerful and resonating story."
Her encouragement has kept me going through the revisions -- the part I have the most trouble with, that I like the least. Despite that, the first half of the novel is almost done.
In Memory of Ursa
October 2001-May 2013
A Zen dog without equal who taught us many wonderful things. Ears like velvet, she was one hundred pounds of pure love and adoration. She never got into an argument with another dog, nor was there a person she didn't like. We were blessed and are very thankful to have had her in our lives.
We will never forget her.
May she run free in the Elysian Fields.
Dare I ask? How was your May?