That drip, drip, drip sound you’re hearing is my sinuses. I’ve got a summer cold, and this one is a humdinger. In between the sniffing and wiping and the coughing, I’m trying to finish a book. Keep your fingers crossed, looks like today might be the day for that!
As I’m racing toward "The End," it occurred to me that I haven’t even mentioned this mystery series here on the blog. It’s a brand new mystery series and the first book will be out in September 2011. My hook?
Oh yeah, I said buttons. You see, I love old buttons. As Josie Giancola, the heroine of the new series, explains at one point, buttons are tiny pieces of art, and chunks of history. Through the years, buttons have been used to denote status (the more buttons on your clothes, the more well off you were), to show who had your heart (women once had photos of their sweeties put on their buttons) or just to make a fashion statement.
They can be utilitarian or flashy. Practical or flamboyant. They can be put out by the thousands by factories or handmade, one by one, by artists.
The book I’m finished now (tentatively titled "Button Holed") is the first of a three-book contract. I’m having fun with it. My only challenge now: to get the rest of the book buttoned up.
Wish me luck!