Writing is a solitary business. You’re in your head (and the head’s of your characters) so much of the time that you can lose track of reality.
I always had my old dog, Belle, to keep me in the moment. She was such a part of my writing life that she appeared in both of my novels. I like that she’s always going to live in my books, now that she’s not with us any more.
Well, I’ve got a new writing partner now. Bayle hangs by me when I write. Today I’m working at my dining room table, and she’s right beneath me. Sweet little thing, we take a breather together every couple of hours and enjoy the fresh air and sunshine.
I’m working on another novel, and I’ve come to the conclusion that Libby’s husband will have to get her a Jack Russell Terrier puppy. And she’s going to name her Bayle.