The rain is over and gone

For lo, the winter is past, the rain is over and gone. The flowers appear on the earth; the time of singing has come, and the voice of the turtledove is heard in our land.
Song of Solomon 2:11&12

My favorite cat, Doc, enjoying the fresh air from the window above my bed.
The rain isn't totally over and gone. Pittsburgh winters are very gray and wet. Actually we rarely get straight sunshine, but I digress. 
This long winter is finally becoming a memory with the arrival of over 40 degree temps, melting snow and not having to bundle up every time I leave the house. My grandfather is doing well, back at his apartment. Our dishwasher and dryer that broke within days of each other--that was fun--are both fixed thanks to my awesome dad. 
And...perhaps it's spring. Perhaps it's me getting my crap together.
Perhaps not.
It is most certainly God that enables me to write here today--to keep me accountable!--that I am back in the swing of things from head to heart in my writing. Amongst the Roses' sequel, A Rose Long Awaited has a few thousand words in, but before I go much further this pantser-writer is going to head off here, put on Spotify and work on outlining/plotting.
Meghan Gorecki
Meghan Gorecki

Words, history, and grace color my days here in The Burgh where I seek out the perfect coffee and red lipstick.


  1. That's so wonderful that your grandfather is doing well!! And I'm so excited that you're working on your sequel!! =)


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