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I don’t know about you. But summer always goes too fast for me. You wouldn’t think that it would be any different than any other time of the year. The kids are out of school, but between soccer, social engagements and summer jobs, I hardly see them any more than I do during the year. And my job isn’t tied to the calendar—just the deadline!!! I work all year round and take my breaks (brief though they are) whenever I’m between projects.

And besides, I’m not a beach person, don’t love the heat, and don’t have time to work in my garden.

Right now, I’m on my “gotta get it done” schedule. Up at 6:00. Coffee and the NY Times crossword puzzle and I’m at the keyboard by 6:30. I’m working on a new series that is really exciting about four very special women each with a penchant for excitement and dangerous men. The first book takes place in summer. Thought that would give me a double whammy of warm weather and sunny days. (Plus it’s easier to write love scenes when you’re not dealing with coats, gloves and snow boots.)

But I still feel the days tumbling toward fall. Which is a good thing. I love fall. The leaves and the smells, and all that other good stuff, like pumpkin picking and hot apple cider. Plus the crisp clear air makes me feel really creative.

Which reminds me. I love winter, too. Oh yeah, and spring, too. So I guess I’m glad one season turns into another after all.

What about you? Which season is your favorite?