Elizabeth Loupas

Starting a new book is kind of like meeting an interesting new person. You make small talk. You find out about each other. Maybe you go out for coffee, then to a movie, then to dinner at a special restaurant. You like that person more and more. Then all of a sudden you turn around and KAPOW! You’re in love.

I’m in love with The Silver Casket. It has everything—a wonderful heroine, a compelling cast of good and evil and funny and sad and mysterious and bright and dark characters, fabulous and bleak and beautiful historical settings in sixteenth-century Scotland, heaps of opulent intrigue, murder and courage, and a romance that both breaks my heart and fills me with passionate delight. How will I ever get it all out of my head and onto paper?

One word at a time. One word at a time.

I have a new “wireless desktop”—which sounds very futuristic but actually means only that I have a new keyboard and mouse to replace my old keyboard and mouse. The mouse had developed random click-itis—when I clicked, I could never be sure if I would get no clicks, one click, two clicks, or unknown multiple clicks. Drove me crazy. Took it apart, blew it out with canned air, replaced the batteries—alas, no improvement. And I had worn the letters off my keyboard anyway. Does anyone else do that? I’ve worn the letters off every keyboard I’ve ever used.

Anyway. Here I am with a beautiful new wireless desktop. When I click once I get one click. And I had a ten-dollar discount card to sweeten the deal. Life is good.

I know, it doesn’t take much to make me happy. Heh.

My revisions are done.

I am happy.

That is all.