Hiya kids,

So Malibu's fires are 100% contained, San Diego battling it out still at 30% containment. I've been watching the TV reports only in the morning over coffee and at night after getting through a good day's work. I am horrified at the losses people have endured and had a big cry over all the animals that have presihed - both wild and domesticated. Then to hear most of the fires were arson-related, it boggles the mind.
I have been playing mostly Roland Cazimero's wondrous Pele album on the ipod but need to say God Bless Starbucks. I finally listened to a bunch of the new songs I got to download for free, thanks to their month-long promo.
Some of the songs SUCK (wasn't crazy about the Angie Stone song, probably the 'throwaway' cut on her otherwise welcome CD) but I am nuts about Patti Scialfa's 'Looking For Elvis.' Wasn't sure about that one at first either, but gave it a second chance and now I am all about Mrs. Boss. Dang, now I have to go back and purchase Rumble Doll. She's a singer and songwriter for grownups!
Have 30,000 words in the can for 'Queen of Pentacles.' This is the sexiest story I've written yet, I think. It's given me a ton of ideas for a new sequel to Phantom Lover.
I can't leave Kimo and Lopaka alone. They haunt me. It's raining imaginary men...


Aloha oe,

A.J.