Ah, the writer's life. It's not bad if you can survive it. This is my everyday. Working at the desk with my cat/editor. She's not impressed. I've been listening to the river traffic on my scanner. There will definitely be more boats in future books. We are living in a tiny house in the Irish Channel neighborhood of New Orleans. No car, just bikes. Kell and the duck are in the next room- the only other room. The daily routine is a morning of writing, a run around Audubon park, and sometimes a pitstop for a Domilise's po boy. And then some cocktails, cooking and music. "Let's have lunch and talk about dinner."