My Mountain trip

As you read this I am in one of my happy places. I’m in the mountains writing. This is the little inn where I used to go to read the Harry Potter books as they came out so that no one could spoil the ending for me. With no more Potter books, I now come up once a year to write all by myself. Their gardens are amazing with plenty of little nooks and crannies where I can sit outside typing away. Everything I need is within walking distance – small markets, restaurants, candy/ice cream stores, two bakeries and tons of little shops and antique stores. I’m always on the lookout for a hairbrush that looks like Tom and Cassie’s. I have no idea why.

I’m working on a different type book while I’m up here this time. I hope those of you who like my writing will be willing to read a vanilla book. It’s a bit of a mystery, a bit of a love story and a ton of me getting out all my frustration from my teaching career. I want my old colleagues to read this one. I had originally planned to have spanking in it, but it just wasn’t working. It felt forced and unnatural so I’m leaving it out of this one. You know I’ll tell you all about it once it’s done – provided I find someone willing to publish it.

Just a little of this lovely Inn's beautiful gardens.