I feel like a rudderless ship, a childless mother, a banana-less banana bread (I wish I knew of more idioms). I’ve sent my latest novel, “Where Two Rivers Meet” to the publisher. I don’t know if I should jump for joy, sing, or look for a new project (I have plenty of things to do.). I feel like celebrating, but food is in the crockpot for supper. I have the weirdest feeling. I am also changing a few other items: a new business card, new informational poster, and a a new way to display my books. In addition, I will be making some changes to my webpage (IF I CAN!) .
A little preview drawn by son Todd of what is to come:
![May be art](https://scontent-msp1-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.30808-6/392956022_10223439483111223_6181021392236235860_n.jpg?_nc_cat=104&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=5f2048&_nc_ohc=eVoPZ3x01cAAX_U0KeS&_nc_ht=scontent-msp1-1.xx&oh=00_AfAbX04UISUZoOJx6IyasXbAzdsWN8ptM2KxtZL3OYBSIw&oe=6536A535)