I need you to look at this photo.
Sarah sent me this the other day, and I about died. That is my granddaughter. At Sarah’s desk. On Sarah’s keyboard. Looking like she’s about to bang out a three-book deal before bedtime.
I mean, of course this child is already claiming the writing desk.
So there we were Sunday night, standing outside like the true Space Coast locals we are, watching a rocket scream across the sky.
Fun, right?
But that wasn’t even the only thing that launched on Sunday. Because earlier that day, THESE guys happened:
TEAM USA TOOK HOME THE GOLD.
So you know how last Saturday I was on an airboat dodging gators?
On Sunday, (after church!) I went full space nerd.
I spent the day at Kennedy Space Center and it always just…moves me. Here’s the thing—when you’re standing out at the launchpad area, looking at where actual human beings strapped themselves into a tin can sitting on top of basically a giant firework and said “Yeah,
So…this weekend, I had my first glorious, no-deadlines, no-edits, no-one-needs-anything Saturday. And how do I spend it?
With Gators.
We had friends in town, so we hunted down an Airboat tour! I strapped into an airboat in the Florida swamp, hair whipping around my head, heading out into the swampy murk to hunt down gators.
I dunno about you, but this has been my view all week.
I love the winter Olympics (probably the Minnesota gal in me). Anyone else weep when Lindsay Vonn fell on her Olympic comeback? Gotta give the girl props. I have a knee replacement, and the idea of skiing on it… yikes!
Anyhoo…thanks to Sarah who wrote last Tuesday’s letter.
Surprise! It’s me, Sarah! Susie is deep in the writing cave, finishing the fourth and final installment in the Hunt for Alan Martin series. I’ll tell you, I was STOKED when she told me she was finally writing this story because I knew people were going to be so excited! And it turns out, they were.
Okay, so the most common email subject I’ve received since Steinbeck released is…When is Alan ding-dang Martin going to get caught?
Now.
Or at least…the HUNT for Alan Martin starts now, with NORTH!
This book. You guys. This book was SO FUN to write. First—North and Selah’s story has been hovering in the background since Jake Silver’s book,
So this thing happened. See, for years I wanted a blue BMW convertible. And in my head, I felt like my big 6-0 (I don’t want to talk about it) birthday might be the magic birthday. I even shopped around, and found one…but the price was too high. So…I said. Nope. Lord, if you want to give me a BMW convertible,
So last week I was going to share this adorable picture of Jojo sitting at her keyboard, all cozy and creative, but my computer decided to freeze up on me. Just… completely locked. Wouldn’t budge.
Not unlike most of you guys up north right now, am I right?
But you know what?
I know all you in the north are freezing, and my thoughts are with you. It’s a balmy 65 in Florida today, so we’re not super hot, but in comparison…anyway, after living in Minnesota AND Siberia, my heart is with you.
Stay warm.
I know it’s been a hot minute since my last email earlier this month—sorry!