I bet you’re out there wondering, where’s that blog for the first day in New York?
Well, I can’t blog from New York, because….I’m still in Spokane. Did you ever have one of those trips where everything went wrong from the very first and somehow you just knew it wasn’t going to happen? I had a day like that yesterday. I got up at three a.m., rushed around the house grabbing things I hadn’t packed because I was working on “A Stone Creek Christmas” until around 7:30 pm the night before. Still, I managed to get as far as the airport, with my niece/assistant Jenni, only to find that the first leg of our flight had been cancelled–and the second was in considerable doubt, due to weather conditions across the country (and flight crews who must have slept in.)
To make a long story short, we all decided to take another run at this whole thing in the New Year. My publishers, editor and agent were all wonderfully understanding—sometimes a cowgirl just hits the wall.
I’m still going to the rodeo, leaving on Friday afternoon. I’ll blog from Las Vegas. In the meantime, we’ll just chat here every morning.
Okay with you?
