Where is Nora?
The Art of Preparation
Nora is baking.
Her family is being created as we speak. The kitchen smells of delight. The oven warms. Everyone in the bakery is leaning in, waiting to see her. Nora’s dreams are right at the tip of the jar.
Gayle is getting ready to welcome children through the door, wiping flour from her hands and smiling before the bell even rings.
Dune is chasing his tail again, running in circles, pausing only when the scent of something sweet drifts through the air.
Preston is running too. Running from a place that doesn’t feel like home. Running from someone who’s hungry. Running toward something better, even if he doesn’t know what it looks like yet.
Someone new is also near. He has a quiet presence. He’s hiding behind trees. Ducking behind corners. Waiting. Watching. Ready to leap when the moment is right.
What am I really saying?
The illustrations are almost finished. Just a few more to go. The cover is next, and it will be hot and ready before long. I’m standing at the doorway now, choosing how Nora will enter the world. The publishing path is coming into focus.
If you’re here reading this, thank you for waiting with Nora and me. Thank you for listening for the bell.
Nora is coming. 🍪
