Best Laid Plans

This has been a busy month for me. I launched Her Last Breath, my third book in the Hood River Valley Mystery/Thriller series a couple of weeks ago. It took longer than I thought it would, but it’s now out on Amazon. I think it will be available to bookstores and libraries on October 19^th.

I’ll be selling my books at our local Fall Craft Show on the 18^th and 19^th. And I have an upcoming book signing in Pendelton, Oregon at Brett’s Books New and Used on November 1st.

I’ve been getting ready for those events and trying to finish the edits on another book. This one is a Christmas Romance. Several years ago, I wrote about 80% of this book and never finished it. It had always been on my bucket list to write a Christmas Romance. For some reason, I just didn’t know how to end this one. Maybe it’s because I’m normally a mystery writer and the ending is typically the solving of the crime.

There were no crimes in my Christmas Romance. There’s a little intrigue, but crime doesn’t take a leading role. So, I talked to my friend and fellow author, Cassie Moore, and we brainstormed until I had the idea for the ending, and I was able to finish it.

The premise of this book is: What do you do when the man you thought you’d spend the rest of your life with dies, and you’re certain you’ll never love anyone else again? And then a stranger comes along and turns your world upside down?

While Brynn Cummins fights her attraction to mystery author Jack Andrews, she finds herself embroiled in two family problems that seem insurmountable. Her son’s ex-wife is trying to take their two-year-old son away from him while he’s being deployed. and after she has given up all parental rights. And Jack’s ex-wife is needing his help because she’s going through cancer. Then her crazy brother gets involved and complicates Jack’s life even more.

As love blooms between Brynn and Jack, can they navigate their way through their problems and find their way to each other? Or will the problems be more than their fledgling relationship will bare?

I’ve been editing two books, trying to get one formatted and into production, while setting up book signings. Then one of our dear friends died unexpectedly. He had been having cognitive issues for the last few years, but I thought he was strong physically. He wasn’t, and dealing with his death has been so hard. He was such a good man, and he will be missed.

His Memorial Service is next weekend. Last weekend I was supposed to go to my cousin’s funeral. Instead, I ended up in the hospital. I’ve been here two days, and they are planning to do surgery today. When you think you are already too busy, and life drops something like this on you, it’s like, how am I supposed to get everything done when I was already overwhelmed, and now I have a hospital stay?

I’ll be glad when today is over and I can get well and move on. I had warning signs. For the last few weeks, I kept having chest pains that moved into my abdomen and back. But they didn’t last long, and I was in denial. I didn’t want to take time out for health reasons.

Then last Saturday the pain came and wouldn’t go away. I tried lying down and getting up and walking around, all things I’d done in the past to alleviate the pain. It just got worse and worse, so I called my husband and said, “I think you need to take me to the hospital.” It’s probably a good thing I came. I will be fine, I just have a few days of recovery, and I’ll be up and around again.

I’m determined to make it to the Memorial Service for our friend this weekend, and to the Craft Show. Someone will have to carry my books in, but hopefully I can arrange that.

Fast forward a couple of days, and I’m home. Surgery went well and I should heal nicely. I’ve learned that no matter what plans I have that I feel can’t be changed or shelved, life has a way of changing those plans sometimes.

I still plan to make my friend’s memorial. But I may have to bow out of the Craft Show as much as I hate that. Amazon doesn’t plan to get my new book to me until the day after the show closes. I’m keeping my fingers crossed that they’ll come early, but I just checked tracking, and it doesn’t look good.

I could scream, but I know that won’t do any good. The books will come when they get here. There will be other opportunities to sell my books. I just need to chill and let life do what it’s going to do.