Home is not a building, its a bunch of noisy people

There’s an old saying that home is where your heart is.  I always knew this was true for me, but over the past few weeks it was really driven home.  I have never lived alone and don’t like it.  Before anyone gets upset, I was kept company by the dog and lizard (He lives!) and I am grateful they are here, but I need to have a house full of “my people.”  I selected my husband when I was twenty and then I made two more to round us out at an even four.  Why you ask?  Because three people gives me a good number to ensure that there is always someone home for me to mess with.  I also require a lot of assistance to make it through each and every day.  Much to my delight, my mother-in-law is here as well.  My world is complete and I can go back to writing again.  I thought the solitude was going to result in chapter after chapter of fine work.  Instead, it resulted in hour after hour of doing almost no writing and not much of anything else.  I have also started a side project to “Unloved.”  It is for epublication and hopefully I can get some real satisfaction from that as opposed to my single title romance. 

Amylynn really does have a fan.  My husband thinks she’s hysterical!