No, not really! Currently I have spent the last two weeks working on learning my craft. Writing. Not that I really consider myself a writer. Not sure when you hit that epiphany. I just know I haven’t. I have 37 instalove novellas and still don’t think I’m a writer. But I love doing it and my grandma always said do what you love and it’s not work. Not sure I buy that, Grandma but it’s a nice thought. She actually self-published a cookbook memoir on growing up in West Virginia and it was carried in the big travel visitor center there! For a woman that I don’t even think finished school, that was amazing! Super proud although I took my copy out and just could not get over opossum and road kill and squirrel on the menu! 🤔 no, thank you!
Speaking of critters! I live in town but we still get little critters although we actually have had deer walking right down our asphalt road. It’s like two different dimensions colliding! But last night I had to go out late and what do I see scurrying into a ditch? A skunk! No way I want to run into that. Ugh!
The week before I went outside because my husband was locking up his car and said he heard scrabbling under his car but didn’t see anything. So I went outside and looked under the car. Nothing. So I go to walk away. Then I hear scrabbling. I look under it just in time to see a groundhog stand up on its hind legs and crawl up into the car? I ran to get my husband. Couldn’t find it. So the next day after he got home he went to look 👀 and looked under the hood to find out it tore out all the wires to both O2 sensors. I got to hear some very creative swearing! Fair warning, apparently groundhogs love 💗 O2 wires!
My new book came out this week! Check it out on Amazon or in kindle unlimited!