". . . summertime and the living is easy, fish are jumping . . ."
Oh, how I love that tune from Porgy and Bess. Summertime has finally come to the farm and there's excitement in the air that The Aclla's Legacy has been published. Family and friends, and, most especially, the pets: Misty the dog, Vida the Hahns macaw, and LaGris the new kitty, are exuberant about it. The latter because they'll no longer have to vie for attention with a computer screen and the former, because they've long since progressed from awed inquiries about writing "the novel" to exhausted feigned interest. But, it's done, and it's in cyberspace, as I await its arrival from Amazon, via UPS, and my first view of it as a real book! My dear friends, who assured me they were eagerly anticipating its publication, have informed me they have ordered their copy. I'm very eager to spot the first "reader" review from them and from "strangers" on Amazon. Fingers crossed that people really enjoy the read! I must confess that my latest reading of it has delighted me. Believe me, in editing the manuscript I'd read it to the "Nth-degree" (a term Carlos, a character in the novel, is fond of using). I had expected to grow weary of it long ago and to hate ever taking it up again; but not so . . . seems strange . . . still it holds a fascination for me.