“I suppose pink is out of the question.”
“It would be hard to live down.”
“Something warm?” she suggested, her finger trailing along the row.
“I like warm.”
Stopping over a soft, buttery yellow, she asked, “This?”
—Pursuing Prissie, a Pomeroy Family Legacy title
The best kind of busy. I haven’t indulged in one of these chatty author posts in a while … but not because there’s nothing to share. To be honest, I feel like I’ve been keeping secrets from you. Good ones. Of the upcoming variety.
This year and next will see new additions and installments to tales you already know, like the Pomeroy Family Legacy collection and the Threshold companion stories—Angel Unaware and Sage and Song. There’s a devotional in the works, due to release this fall, and I’m gearing up to release a new trilogy. (You’re gonna love it. I’m so excited!)
Getting everything ready included revamping this blog. I hope you’ll be able to find everything post-shuffle. Those little watercolor buttons in the sidebar (scroll down to find them if you’re on a small screen) are intended to help. I’m also now in possession of Instagram and Snapchat accounts. Go figure.
One thing that happened earlier this summer was paint! I probably went a little bolder than Miss Priss would like … but I’ve always been more Baird-tastic in my tastes. (Walls of different colors? I haz them!) But for today’s show-and-tell, a quick snapshot from my kitchen:
If you’re a very clever reader, you know why I have a US map on my wall… yes?
So how’ve you been? And what color are your kitchen walls?