It’s a cold and rainy day here in Georgia, and so I’ve been writing, writing, writing, all day long. And I was just getting to the really scary part–you know, the part where the world turns upside down, characters start flying every which way, monkeys are zipping by–and then I thought, Cathy, you might need a break. On account of me pretty much adding The Wizard of Oz to my manuscript.

So I probably have a bit of rewriting to do. But first, I’m drawing a name for Meg Moseley’s delightful novel, GONE SOUTH. I guarantee that Lynn will enjoy every word of this Southern story, steeped in family histories.

And speaking of family histories, I’m wishing you a wonderful Thanksgiving, steeped in all the fixin’s, with you and yours!