Hi, All, 

Kansas weather in the summer is like a melting Popsicle struck by lightening. Kinsley, where I am at present, is the exact middle of the country, which means every weather system that is produced anywhere on the continent at least has an intention to make it thus far, and many do. 

This is my way of saying, today I am in fibromyalgia hell, and thus late with everything. In fact, I’m still in bed and I write you from my cosy sheets and blankets. (One of the side effects is I’m freezing in the middle of a heat spell.)  

 But I will STILL get hands on my manuscript today, and I urge you to do the same. Because that’s what successful writers do. We are the creative equivalent of the postal service: Gotta do it, no matter what. Or, you can take a tip from the crows, who have all that corn to steal, and never quit. 

Of course, now and then life throws us a curve, but if we’re ready to write everyday, we should be able to write MOST days. And that’s all we need to get things done.

Love and respect to you from the middle of the country. Now, ready, set, GO. 

Always, Glenda