Early Morning

I'm up early again looking over the yard behind my house into the trees along the edge of the creek. Chipmunks, rabbits, and cardinals gather around the spilled birdseed under the feeder my wife hung on a decorative hook near the patio. She's away this morning -- I dropped her at the airport in Kansas City for a flight to Wisconsin -- but normally about this time she'd be headed to work. Me too, actually.

I've been reading a lot this past week but stalled when it comes to writing on my novel. I am 10,000+ words in though so hopefully I can pick it up this week. In the meantime, Brian Kiteley's The River Gods and Candice Millard's The River of Doubt: Theodore Roosevelt's Darkest Journey have kept me distracted. Wonder why I'm into rivers all of a sudden. Both of these are fantastic books and you should read them as soon as possible. You heard it here first.