Okay, I'm back from gallivanting. (Picture me side stepping in a circle banging two halves of a coconut together if it makes you happy, I don't care) But, I'm done traveling to here and there and everywhere.

It's winter. The snow is already half a foot high and I've flopped down in it, dragged trees in from the woods, taken my fair share of facewashes, and the whole bit... so now, I'm inside the house where a fire is roaring, and I'm going to finish Tess' Trio (the next book following up the story of Tess, Cullen, and Rael). If I don't Dana is going to choose a rather large club and wack me with it. No joke. I'm motivated. I'm up at night thinking foursome thoughts.
It's research, really. Really.