Today I finished my novel Seeds of Salton. I mean really, finished. The edits are complete; the manuscript is complete--Chapter One through Chapter 30. It's an odd feeling. After all, this is the story I've been involved with on an intimate basis nearly every day for the past three years. I know the very heart of my protaganist, Grady Kramer; I've felt his pain. My writing journey has included two trips to Eastern Montana and of course countless hours at my computer. That's why it's a little hard to let the book simply sit on the corner of my desk. I'm tempted to carry the manuscript with me everywhere I go, just to show people...look what I've accomplished; look what I've spent the last three years of my life doing.
And I do this because I love to write.
Seeds of Salton is in fact a beautifully moving story of courage, love, and the transforming power of forgiveness.