I hate summer. Just HATE it. Of course, I have a reason, having lived in Georgia all my life, but I find it unbearable. Still, the early morning and very late afternoon are lovely, and so I try to go out then. All this past week, we've been haunted by a huge family of great-horned owls--four or five of them--in the trees right around out house. Linda thinks the adults are teaching teenagers how to hunt, and she may be right. The largest one is HUGE--I'd guess two and a half feet sitting on a limb with a chest a foot thick. Lovely to watch.
I was named Georgia Author of the Year in Fiction Saturday night in ceremonies at Kennesaw State University. Unfortunately, I wasn't able to go, but it was nice anyway. This is the third time I've been named a GAYA, first for my novel The Song of Daniel in 1991 and also for my book of nature essays, In the Morning: Reflections from First Light, in 2006. This time it's for The Campfire Boys, my novel that came out last fall.
Finally, last week was probably the best week of my writing life. Mercer University Press has agreed to publish 8 of my books over the next 7 years, starting with my 1000-page rewriting of Dante called The Divine Comics, which will be out in the fall of 2011.
In the meantime, The Flower Seeker is right around the corner.
1 comments:
Great title, wise press, clever Georgia!
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