Writing Space

It's a chilly, rainy Thursday here in Salem, and I'm surrounded by good music, a hot cup of coffee, and a picturesque window to the outside world.

I'm contemplating what's for lunch and if I should get to work on my current manuscript while I'm eating or start when I'm finished. Both are doable choices, but I think only one will ensure my complete attention. 🙃

I've said on many occasions that since I write YA paranormal, and paranormal romance, the rain and darkness is a huge inspiration for me. However, since we moved from Southern Nevada to Oregon, I've seen a dream come true that has taken my creativity to a place of pure bliss—my library. I'd like to share my space with you, because you are the reason my imagination is fueled each and every day. So welcome to my writing cave. Sit and relax, we can share a cup of coffee or tea, while chatting up spooky stories and omnious creatures. What better way to spend a rainy day?

My goofy little plant.

My antique, early 1960's desk. I'm in love with it!

When I see this space, I feel it perfectly describes the things I hold close. A little past, a little present, a pinch of what could be.