I write, therefore I am. I have always written, it’s just an integral part of who I am.  There seems to be a constant stream of new ideas running through my head, and I feel compelled to write down these thoughts no matter where I am and what I am doing. Most of the time, I can accomplish this, but there are times it’s just not possible. Then I have to try and remember the “lost” ideas and write them down as soon as possible. There  are many new ideas blossoming every day for our so far unnamed novel. I really like the concept of  this new novel we have begun, and the story line is finally coming together. As with most novels, it is growing and changing as I discover the characters’ strengths and weaknesses… basically as they become real to me. The brothers are taking on distinct personalities, and even though I’ve struggled with several aspects of this novel, I’ve finally come to the conclusion that it will work. The plot has thickened, and a new character is on the horizon anxiously waiting to be “born”.