There’s a very good possibility that I’ll be leaving the Grass Valley area in 2010. Maybe a change of scenery will help to shake things up in my life. I’ll miss my church family and friends, but I guess I’ve never been a cradle to grave kind of person. As an army brat I was always on the move. It seems natural to me. I’ve lived in Northern California longer than I’ve ever lived anywhere. The more books I work on the more isolated I become. I don’t think I’d mind the isolation living by the beach in Monterey. It’s something I always dreamed of doing anyway. I’m juggling two books right now and am going to begin a third next month. I’ve been putting the third title off for a while because I know it’s going to be emotionally difficult to put all that happened on paper, but it’s time. Who knows, maybe I’ll find this thing called “happy” everyone has told me so much about.