Ohmigosh, I’m actually seeing words written by people other than myself. I grovel at the feet of my webmistress.
Hi M. E., and thanks for the congrats. I still have to pinch myself occasionally to make sure it’s all real.
All the other comments are gone forever, Michele. Sob. Karma 2 must have eaten them before my webmistress banished it from our kingdom. I’ll never know what people said. Perhaps things like: may your computer crash a thousand times, or I hope you lose your thesaurus (I mean, how many different ways are there to say “throbbing organ of desire?”). As far as climbing higher, it won’t happen this time. But I’m thrilled with where I reached.
Thanks, Teresa, for the kind words about my books. You brought back memories talking about your horse. I haven’t ridden for years, but I still miss it. My first horse was a buckskin quarterhorse named KK. She hated everyone and had attitude to spare, but I loved her. And I’ll always miss my beautiful Arabians. I’ve spent my whole life wanting to live in the mountains, but I’ve never managed to get there. I also find myself missing the autumn leaves and snow of the Northeast. I want to keep my condo here in Texas because I love living on the water and I have friends here, but I’m really hoping that in a few years I can buy a second place. I’m now thinking in terms of northest Pennsylvania. I can have the leaves, snow, and something approximating mountains while still being within driving distance of my friend in New Jersey. There’re lots of beautiful spots across the country that would fit the bill, but I find that I don’t want to move to a place where I don’t know anyone.
Okay, I’ve blabbed on about my personal life. Let’s hear about all of you. 
