I hope there's a hint of spring in your life and in your step, too. Ice and snow become so old by the Ides of March. We yearn for new beginnings, blue skies, sunshine, and a warm breeze at our backs.
For me, the spring of 2007 will herald great changes. On March 17, St. Patrick's Day, I'm getting married. [Something every girl should do every fifty years or so!]
The ceremony will be held in my dear, old friends Gloria and Paul Stuart's beautiful garden in Boca Raton, Florida. Paul will perform the ceremony. And yes, I think it will be legal!
As Steve and I become Mr. & Mrs. Smith, we'll be surrounded by our children, a few old friends and, God willing, blessed with blue skies, sunshine, and warm breezes. A garden wedding to celebrate the union of a couple of senior citizens who met on Match.Com and whose bloom hasn't faded. I guess both hope -- and love -- spring eternal.
By the end of June, Steve and I will be moving to Sarasota, Florida. It's a pretty city on the Gulf of Mexico and chock full of culture and charm. I plan on continuing my writing and teaching my Workshops in Murder. I've even arranged a July signing for Death Rides the Surf, my fifth Kate Kennedy mystery, debuting this June, at the local bookstore, Sarasota News & Books.
I've loved living in Washington. It's almost nine years since I arrived here and my personal and professional life has been full and happy. As its founding president, I'll miss the Mystery Writers of America Mid-Atlantic Chapter's meetings, and I'll miss the Chesapeake Chapter of Sisters-in-Crime, teaching at the Writer's Center in Bethesda, Maryland and at the Smithsonian, and most of all, I'll miss my killer friends in the Rector Lane Irregulars Critique Group.
Yet I wait with anticipation and excitement for this new chapter in my multi-plotted life to unfold. I can't wait to turn the page.
Love to you all,
May the fringes of our friendship never grow rusty
-An Old Irish Toast
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Fall 2006, or Winter 2007...