It's been a while since I've posted any sort of updates, so I thought I'd take a few minutes to let you all know what's going on in the World of Jessica L. Degarmo!
I'll be doing a reading at the Bradford County Library on July 9 at 7:00 pm. For more information, please go here: Bradford County Library-upcoming events. I hope to see you there!
I've recently finished the first draft of the next book in the Johns Creek Second Chances series. When I say recently, I mean an hour and a half ago. I'm excited! I'm devoting the rest of this month and next month to edit, and I'm hoping for a release by July or August. For those of you who might not know, The Storm Within is the first in the series. It takes place in a lovely little fictitious town called Johns Creek in Upstate New York. In the 1700s, Arthur Johns, a wheat miller, made the pilgrimage from England to the breadbasket colony of New York and set up a wheat mill there. The creek running through town became known as Johns Creek, and the town was named for the creek. Historically Yours, the second in the series, delves a bit deeper into the town's history and follows a Johns descendant named Chloe Johns McClain, a young divorcee who comes to Johns Creek to start over. Of course, it won't be easy, especially when she makes an enemy during her first day in town! Historically Yours...due out in 2012 from Taylor Street Publishing.
I'm also working on an unrelated novel that I'm rather excited about, but I'm not going to get into any detail right now. All I'll say is that it's a psychological thriller, and I've got some great consultants helping me with my research. Stay tuned!
Really, as far as my writing goes, that's all there is to say at the moment. I'm busy as ever and doing way too many things at once, but if you know me at all, you'll know that's the way I like it. Never a dull moment.
I will say that I lost someone very special to me this past week, and his absence will be felt for a very, very long time. My 86 year-old grandfather, Elbert Allen, passed away on May 6. He was the coolest grandfather ever, very spunky and full of life, right up to the end. He used to come to my band gigs and he enjoyed getting a little tipsy and watching the younger women dance. He was a charmer, making women of all ages just fall all over themselves trying to talk to him, and I think half the nurses in the hospital wanted to take him home with them at the end of their shifts. He had a great sense of humor and always remembered to ask how each member of the family was whenever he'd see me.
I used to pick him up to take him places, like my mom's campsite, every once in a while, and it was always an adventure. He couldn't see worth anything, and since I had no idea where I was going, it was literally the blind leading the blind! He was so cute about it, and we always managed to get there in one piece.
When he was an infant, he was premature, so his mother used to stick him in the warming drawer of her oven to keep him warm. As he aged, he grew into a scrappy thing, and I was shocked to find out he was even in a few bar fights! I never would have thought it of my grandpa, but in his day, he was quite the scrapper!
He was a sailor in World War II. He took pride in his naval career, judged a man by his handshake, and always told it like it was.
He was a great man. I just don't think they make them like him anymore.
Rest in peace, my wonderful Grandpa. It was a true honor knowing you, and better still, to be part of your family. Love you...