Curveballs and Rainbows

Monday morning a rainbow accompanied me to work. A complete double rainbow, it kept me company just outside my driver's window as I drove to work, its colors brilliant in the early morning sky. I counted it as a good sign. As well as a promise. Which I badly needed.

Which brings me to the curve ball.

Someone I love very much was diagnosed with a very serious illness just a week ago. To continue the baseball analogy, this diagnosis came out of left field leaving no time to don a catcher's mask or padded vest to prepare for impact. At present my family is just trying to catch up. And get all our ducks in a row for the journey the lies ahead.

I'm blogging from the hospital--a place I'm apt to be spending a lot of time in the next few months. So while I will continue to write and search for new representation, my focus has to be on family at this time. Therefore, I'm taking a short break from blogging so that I can devote my time solely to the needs of family at this time.

I'll still be writing--that outlet will no doubt prove to be an invaluable catharsis in the days to come--and I plan to return here to Killer Fiction once things slow down a bit. In the meantime, Trigger Happy Halliday, Crime Scene Christie, Deadly DeLeon, and The Assassin a/k/a 'Les' have volunteered to fill in for me or draft a substitute blogger to cover until I return.

Until then, keep knocking those curve balls out of the park--and take time to appreciate the rainbows.

~Bullet Hole Bacus~