Flying Geese by Laurelee Green from FlickrAcross the morning sky, all the birds are leaving . . .

Friday came and went and I realized at the end of the day that as my summer winds down and I prepare for the journey south my writing has taken precedence over my Fiction Friday posts. Like the geese flying overhead every day, it’s that time of year. Who knows where the time goes?

I have one more week of quiet writing time before my brainstormer buddies descend on our cottage for four days of digging deeply into various plots and characters. Then off to Florida I go. So for the time being I’ll just be posting here on Tuesdays/Wednesdays and Sundays. I originally began Fiction Friday as a time to post some of my own work, and it’s expanded into many other things. We’ll see what fall brings with it.

In the meantime, I look forward to seeing you for Sunday Inspiration tomorrow.

(PS: The title “Who Knows Where the Time Goes” and the first line at the top of today’s post are from a Sandy Denny song made famous by Judy Collins in 1968. It’s one of my favorites. The illustration comes from a quilt on Flickr. Don’t you want to make this one?)

1 Comment

  1. Terri Chlapek on September 6, 2014 at 2:01 pm

    That’s a beautiful quilt. I always wanted to learn to quilt, but now I glad I didn’t. I have hand issues and losing the ability to quilt would have been hard.

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