Summertime is Busy

It's a gorgeous morning here in Missouri's Ozarks and I'm letting every bit of that fresh, cool air into my office.

I work better, faster, in cool temperatures, especially in the mornings. Catching up, keeping up with career and life keeps one busy.

Since I manage my own website, graphics, newsletter, mailings and databases, plus 3 blogs now, it's usually busy. If you're interested in my other lives, check out my blogs, Jar and Cup. I've just started Facebook, which is fun. And then I'm promoting FOR HER EYES ONLY, the conclusion of my psychic triplet trilogy.

The trilogy was unusual for a writer. Usually trilogies are built as "standalones." These triplets, Claire, Tempest, and Leona, have a "story arc," which means the conclusion is in the last book, tension rising from the first, heightened by the second.

A trilogy with a story arc is a gamble. A big one, and one I'm glad I took the challenge. Boy, was it a challenge keeping all the threads straight. I write layered books, probably not for everyone, especially those who love simplistic stories. Not that there's anything wrong with that sort, but I just prefer meatier reading, and therefore writing subplots. Ah, subplots, the love of my life. Well, not really. :)

I did enjoy all of the three stories, and when Owen Shaw entered Leona's life everything got just that more exciting, because he is a very, very unusual man. I love the background of the triplets, descended from a Celtic seer and a Viking chieftain, and Owen's. Well, Owen's is a surprise.

However, now, after researching handbags, Celtic and Viking lore, psychic ability, and the "wallpaper" of Montana, Michigan and Lexington, KY, it's time to build future stories. Yes, they are built, or mine are, from the basement. With other families that have multiple books, some called "mini-series," I'm considering adding stories to them that have been on the back burner and include characters who have been requested by readers.

BTW, watch for some gorgeous photos here and at my other blogs. The fuschia lily on my front porch has gifted me. :)