|A setting in The Art of Love and Murder|
True, my writing time has been sporadic for the last two months. It all started when we took a vacation, stayed a couple of days longer than we should have and came back to harvest season on the farm in full swing. Some days, I'm lucky to get a half hour to myself to write. But, really, I don't think that's the whole problem.
|Phoebe saw prong horn while riding with Mason|
The story has been coughing and jerking along until it died at chapter fifteen.
It took me a few days to figure this out. Now, the solution seems clear - stall Chance in Mexico for as long
|Landscape near Mason's ranch|
I sure hope this is the cure. Hard to know when I haven't experienced the ailment before. Wish me luck.