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It's Spring!

No, it is. Seriously. Stop laughing, it's true.

Okay, so the truth is, I keep forgetting it's May. It is too! Mother Nature really dropped the ball on this one: In the northern half of the USA it's still late winter, and in the southern half they seem to have dropped straight into summer. Despite what you may have heard, we don't usually get measurable snow in May, here in Northern Indiana. But this hasn't been a usual year.
You might recall, this photo is actually from an April snowstorm. Something similar happened in May, except all of us--including Beowulf--slept through it, and it had mostly melted off by the time we ventured out. Turns out working odd hours has its benefits.

(No, I don't understand why Beowulf actually likes going out in this. He's a dog.)
On the writing front I've been in the middle of editing and polishing one manuscript, while submitting another to literary agents in the hopes of landing a new business buddy. (Those manuscripts would be The Source Emerald, which I believe would be called an urban fantasy, and We Love Trouble, a humorous mystery with some supernatural elements--starring a dog.)

An illness and having absolutely no good reason to go outside theoretically gave me more time for these chores than I'd usually have in the spring, but ... no spring. Unfortunately, the lack of spring has also gotten me down lately, along with some other recent events that I wrote about in a recent blog. (You do read my blog, don't you? Of course you do.) When I really want to cheer myself up, I don't edit, promote, or sell--I write.

So, ignoring plans and schedules, I started work on a new novel. It's a romantic comedy about a couple who end up, along with a rescued Great Dane, taking an antique fire truck on a road trip. A few of the themes are a little dark, but I think in the end it'll be a fairly upbeat story ... and last night I wrote a chapter ending that, I think, will be one of my best reveals ever.

I planned on just pecking away at it here and there. But I write when skies are grey: The new book, which I aimed at being around 60,000 words, is already 20,000 words in. That's pretty good, considering weather that constantly encourages me to climb into the oven, throw comforters over me, and stay there.

But then, who would feed the dog? 
The trees did seem to get green a little earlier this year than usual, wouldn't you agree?
Okay, so we don't have anything new to sell you right now. But, if you happen to be close to our little hometown of Albion, Indiana, we do have our Albion Fire Department's annual fish fry--which happens annually--on Wednesday,  June 9th, from 4:30-7 p.m. This year will again be carry out only, thanks to coronavirus precautions. Still, it's a good fund raiser and good food, with Adult Meals $11, and Kid meals $7. Fish (duh) and/or Tenderloin will be on the menu along with applesauce, chips, and tarter sauce. More details are on the blog:
https://markrhunter.blogspot.com/2021/05/the-albion-fire-department-has-bigger.html

This is the same volunteer departments that gets proceeds from the sales of our book Smoky Days and Sleepless Nights: A Century or So With the Albion Fire Department.
You can get that book at the fire station, along with the usual places where you can find our other books:

http://markrhunter.com/
https://www.amazon.com/-/e/B0058CL6OO
https://www.barnesandnoble.com/s/"Mark R Hunter"

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