At the risk of repeating myself because it’s quite likely I say this every year, I (like millions/billions) like fall. It’s not just that. I am not a fan of summer or even spring really. Winter I’m fine with, but it’s the autumn that has my undying love. I was born in the fall, so there’s that. My favorite color (it does vary) is often gray, and 99 times out of 100 I’ll take a chilly day with gray skies and wind over a ‘nice’ summer one.

In other news, the next novel is coming…