Blood over ivory.
Good afternoon from cloudy Vermont. Did you know that we have just over 300,000 elephants left on our planet? That number comes from the 2016 results of the Great Elephant Census. I never want to visit elephants in the wild, but I sure want them to always be there. Blood over ivory–it’s unfathomable to me how greedy and mind-twisted we humans can be. Since I just finished reading up on the tenets of Stoicism, I’ll practice one of them right now: letting go of things that are out of my control, and moving onto something that I can.
Now that the publishing of Quill Point is actually underway, I’m ready to resume work on my fifth story, With Regards, Stella Ramone. Stella’s been hanging out in my brain for months, but I’ve been so preoccupied with how to get Quill Point in your hands that I’ve just left her hanging out in Hardwick. This is what I know about her: Stella does not hunt. She does not have children. She has a dog, a little white dog who doesn’t shed. She is mostly prudent and occasionally impulsive, though she used to be mostly impulsive and occasionally prudent. She has a long scar from just under her left eye to her lip, which she tries to hide with foundation and blush. I love Stella. She’s broken and brave and knows how to balance her checkbook to the penny. I wish I could do that.
If all goes well, I’ll have my cover reveal next week. Until then, look at this elephant’s eyes. How can you not fall in love?
Check back next week for another segment of Finding Home.