Merry Christmas
What a year! While this blog may not yet reflect it, it has been a fine year for reading and writing in the Fields/Stout household. So many excellent books consumed, and a few fun books and stories produced as well.
We’re now hiding out in a beautiful little house on the Oregon coast, near the charming little town of Yachats. We’ll be here for the rest of the year, working a little, but mostly catching up on reading, writing, and maybe sipping a little wine.
I intend to get all the missing books from 2013 posted, and also maybe post a story or two. I also think that I’m going to take the good advice put forth by the wise LT, who suggested that I publish one or two of my novels through Amazon Prime direct. To date I’ve avoided any self-publishing efforts, because they carry the slight whiff of vanity and ego-stroking. But LT & The Professor have convinced me not to think about it that way. So stay tuned for either Hunted, The Arc, or both.
In the meantime, it’s a blustery but clear Christmas Eve near Yachats. We’ve got Sir the Siamese, a fire in the fireplace, a growler of Dead Guy Ale, the soft music of Sam Beam, Christmas lights strung up, a pot of Texas Chili on the stove, a stack of books, and the occasional FaceTime connection back to the festivities at 503.
Hope you’re all safe and warm out there, curled up somewhere with a good book, someone you love nearby, and the merry twinkle of holiday lights reflecting off your glass.
Merry Christmas & much love.
-tf
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