December is nearly here and three homes I've visited in the last week already have Christmas trees up - so it really is beginning to look a lot like Christmas. Heat waves are the go here in Australia - the prediction for the next five days in our corner of Queensland has tops of 35, 39, 40, 40, 45 Celsius (that's 95, 102, 104,104, 113 Farenheit - yep 113F predicted for December 2). Our drought continues - our big dam remains dry for the third year in a row, after thirty years of always having water. Still, it could be worse - we could always have a pandemic. Oh, that's right...
On the writing front, I am doing re-writes of the sequel to Muted to try and get it out. It is big, complicated, inspiring, and - hopefully - a real page-turner. There are a couple of other books that should be out in early 2021. I had hoped to get them out this year, but life gets in the way.
I hope 2020 hasn't been the anno horribilis for you, but I know how many lives have been disrupted, hurt, damaged, and broken by the events of this year, so chances are you've had a hard time. As 2021 approaches, I hope we have a transition into better times.
