Wow, I can’t believe how long it’s been since I posted anything. So sorry! My excuse is that I’ve been writing like crazy, working to finish a complete draft of STRING THEORIES, that I’m happy with and want to send to my wonderful agent. It seems like it’s finally coming together, and I’m hoping to finish up before my mom comes to town this weekend. She just turned 70, and I’ve promised to wine, dine, and take her to art exhibits while she’s here. Gotta love Washington, D.C., for those free museums. We’ll take in the John Singer Sargeant seaside paintings at the Corcoran and make it to some of our favorites at the National Gallery. I definitely feel like I deserve some celebrating after working this hard this fall!
One of these days, I’d love to write a novel that has to do with painting and art. Early drafts of Forget-Her-Nots actually had a scene at the National Gallery. I love poems and novels that explore the relationships between paintings and the real world. There are sooo many paintings I would love to step into the world of, especially anything by Paul Cezanne.
Here’s one of my favorites. Wouldn’t you love to step inside?!