Yesterday we received news that another friend and colleague, a friend who lives, coincidentally?, not far from the other, was murdered in his home as well.
Shortly after that, I got a phone call from the one person here who has read the first novel in the series. She was freaked out by the location and manner of the murders.
So am I.
I’ve always known, and touted, the power of words. But when it hits this close to home, it becomes eerie, and makes one think again about what one’s doing. I don’t know what else to say.
Gonna write, though. As the people say:
keep writting …