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A lady in a group I belong to started a post called: What was the Peach of your day, and what was the Pit of your day. We can always claim one for each I say, and so I’m going to adopt this delightful tool from her and from whomever passed it down to her, and I will pass it on to you. 

My hope is that everyone’s Peach is allot bigger than their Pit.

At 2:30 this morning I was finishing up an edit for a Christmas romance story I wrote called BACK TO CHRISTMAS MORNING. I crawled into bed, picked up my Kindle (love my Kindle) and continued on a novel I’m reading called Murder Down Under by Nancy Curteman. It’s very interesting. Nancy is a fellow Solstice author. I feel a little guilty that I haven’t gotten back to the paperback I started on, and also the download I started on awhile back. They are both really good stories. I say blame it on the Kindle. And also a really bad cold, I mean the worst. Haven’t had anything like this for over ten years. So, anyway, back to Down Under and my Kindle. When I started to doze, I looked at the clock and realized it was 3:16. Time for some sleep. I hate that. Not the sleep, but the fact that I wanted to read more. I was getting to the really good part. I think a little hanky panky.

When I woke up at 8:00 I rolled over planning for another hour or two of sleep. That didn’t last because I knew I had lots to do.

I checked my email and was greeted with a note from Nik Morton the Editor & chief at Solstice Publishing telling me he is now doing the proofreading on my book. There was no one else and so he stepped in. I heard from another author that he did something like that for her too. Of course, I thanked him. He’s always been so supportive and generous with his comments and so kind too. He picked my book to be published and so I’ll always be grateful to him. So cheers to Nik for giving me the Peach of my day.

By Kat

My true writing career began thirty some years ago while going through a valley, alone. I’ve come to believe that we all have a purpose in life, our path to walk.

Now that my middle son Chad Engstrom died on October 14, 2014, the rest of my life is not lived for myself, but to leave his legacy, not only because he was my son, but because of his beautiful soul.

May God guide me…. For our earthly selves are far from perfect, but may we be perfect in His love.

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