With the power back on, time finally to think a bit, I wanted to discuss here the novella I wrote in November-- When Fates Conspire. Currently, I am working on the book that comes after it. Challenging and fun to keep exploring what life is about in the context of a romance. What if there really is meaning to what happens? What if it's not all about heaven and hell but something bigger that involves all of earth's patterns and purposes.
An apropos time to think about this-- especially since tomorrow is Valentine's Day. Are there different sorts of romance? What makes two people look at each other and suddenly they are connected? Doesn't always work out though, does it.. When it doesn't, what's that about?