For the past six years, I've been working on a manuscript tentatively titled Looking for Francesca, the sequel to The Scent of God. In a recent post, I mentioned that I was waiting for news from my agent in New York. Sad to say, the manuscript is once again on the drawing board. Rather than despair at my agent's comments, I sent it to five more readers and received their feedback soon after. I even enrolled my 13-year-old granddaughter in the effort who is here visiting for a week. Seeing her head bent over the book, pencil in hand, every free moment she can seize from our busy schedule, floods my heart with gratitude. This afternoon, she finished reading it. I remember the awe I felt while reading my children’s creative endeavors. It was as if they’d allowed me into a sacred place: an encounter with the unique persons they were becoming. I expect that Cassie's comments will trigger a similar emotion. We return to our beautiful Lake Superior home in early May, where I look forward to reconnecting with you, my readers and dear friends, and of course, to the restructuring and strengthening of Looking for Francesca.