It’s finally happening! I’m finishing the book. Right now I’m in the midst of nicely wrapping up story lines and tying them in a lovely bow. I don’t want to finish the third book in a rush with something dumb like, “Carrie woke up to find it was all a dream. The End.”
Isn’t that a horrible way to finish something? Are any of you old enough to remember the original Dallas series? So, you know what I’m talking about. For those of you who are younger, I’ll fill you in. Pam and Bobby were the marriage made in heaven. Well, compared to Sue Ellen and J.R. it was. But they truly did love each other and I can’t remember exactly how it happened, but the last show of the season cliffhanger was – Bobby was dead. It was heartbreaking. And we had to wait all summer before we knew what happened. (This was back in the old days when TV followed a regular schedule. New shows all winter, reruns all summer.) Finally the big day arrived. Dallas parties were formed, food was served, the room was very quiet as that familiar music began to play. We all held our breath, waiting to know what happened to Bobby. The show opens showing Bobby in the shower and Pam finds him and gasps! I do believe she fainted. His death had been a bad dream. It was so lame! There was a lot of popcorn thrown at the TV.
So, anyway, I don’t want to do that. I want to give you a good ending for this three book series. One where you can sigh and smile and savor the memory. Some day you’ll read it again and enjoy it even more.
If you haven’t read the Spring Street Quilters books, you should start now to be caught up when the new one comes out. Here are the links –
My next book is already outlined and waiting for me! Here’s a hint: It’s set in the 40s. More good stuff about that later.