2008.
Wow.
I still remember thinking 1990 was a huge deal, let alone 2000. *Sigh*
Figured out something kind of crazy which is that Cindy Ella debuts on the anniversary of my mother's death. Obviously that's always been a sad day, but now it's turning into a birthday. The magic of that feels appropriate for this particular story, huh?
Starting to work on a new series of books that I'm super excited about and hope that others (read: publishers who have money to dole out) will be, too. That first day of writing is always agonizing, though. Like going to the gym when you haven't been in months. One word at a time, I guess.
Wishing everyone a new year filled lots of good things.
xx
Robin
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