Hi Everyone,

Are you having a lovely, snowy December? Here in Portland, Oregon, we are getting rain. And more rain. And wind. And more rain on top of all that.

This ongoing deluge from out of the sky is called an Atmospheric River, which is defined as a long, narrow, and concentrated stream of water vapor in the atmosphere, like a “river in the sky,” a river that pours down thick and heavy on the land below and can go on for days.

Not great walking weather, I’ll tell you that. Our house is up high on a hill so at least we have no flooding worries. And yet, last night I didn’t sleep much. I listened to the howling wind and pounding rain and wondered if one of the giant Douglas firs near the house would be dropping large branches on the roof. Got lucky. Didn’t happen.

And you know what? All that wind and rain has got my imagination working overtime. Because it’s true what they say about writers. Anything that happens to a novelist is far too likely to end up in a book. I’m planning to set a couple of upcoming Bravo Family stories right here in the Pacific Northwest. There will be a cattle ranch in Washington State. And there will be twin Bravo heroes (who don’t know that they are Bravos yet). One twin’s story will happen over the holidays. The other twin will be a single dad with two adorable kids. I’m thinking there should be an atmospheric river in one of those two books…

Wishing you all a beautiful, loving Christmastime and the best New Year’s ever.

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