It's been a long nine months

It's been nine months since my last post--time enough to gestate and give birth if you're a human, enough time to completely remodel a 1,500 sq. foot home both inside and out. Every square inch of that square footage. Time enough to almost complete the cycle of seasons, but not enough time, apparently, to train our thirteen pound terrier to stop resource guarding when we are the resources she is guarding. 

It has also been time enough to complete the first draft of a new novel and to begin the process of editing which I love. Really, I do love it. Polishing the jewel, tweaking words, sentences and phrases into place, expanding, cutting, changing it up--I love all of it. This is the way I choose to give birth. And this novel is all about birth. What if you could communicate with a little human before it was born? Know its likes and dislikes, its needs, the things that frighten it in its limited world? What if you could help prospective parents and their child through the process of development and birth? Would you want to?