It’s D-Day tomorrow. Departure day, that is. I’m headed to Austin, to visit my step-sis and her family, then I’m traveling with Rhonda Penders, editor-in-chief of the Wild Rose Press, down to a dude ranch outside of San Antonio for the weekend.

I signed up for this trip a year ago, while I was at Disneyland with my hubby and weasels. Remember? The trip we drove for twenty-plus hours each way because DH and I are terrified of flying? Yeah. How times have changed, because when I leave San Antonio on May 2nd, I’m flying into LA to meet my little family for a week in Disneyland. (I’ve figured out the only way to get hubby on a plane is to book a trip to a Disney park. So, someday I’m going to drag him across the pond to Paris! *evil laugh*)

Once the damn flying is over with (safely, I mean), I’m looking forward to the trip. I get to meet my editor with the Crimson Rose line of TWRP, so that will be cool. She’s promised to go on a trail ride with me. I haven’t been on a horse in years, but I grew up with them so I’m hoping it’ll be just like riding a bike. I’ll also get lots of uninterrupted writing time, and plan to revise my Civil War novel for the umpteenth time. If I get a good handle on those rewrites, I’ll get cracking on Crash and Burn, the sequel to Turbulence. Currently, I’m 25% through the first draft.

So wish me luck, people! I’m feeling the fear but doing it anyway 🙂