Today’s blog entry will be short but brief.  It’s Camp Grandma at our house this week. Grandpa and Colt are currently in the kitchen working on a rhubarb pie. We had a garden club visit last weekend, and I didn’t want to cut the rhubarb until after that was over. A little later we’ll be cooking garlic chicken for dinner. A trip to a book store, a crack at bowling, and probably a movie are also in the offing.

In between I will be writing. And walking.

In more than thirty years of writing, I’ve learned that the first 20% of any given book is generally the toughest part to write. I’m at least beyond THAT benchmark on the next Ali book, but I need to be a long way further down the road.  I’ve also learned that there’s only so much creative energy available at any one time. And so today’s creative energy will be pointed in that direction rather than focused on the blog.

Because here’s the bottom line. If I don’t write the books, there won’t be a reason to write the blogs.

Wish me luck.