
I needed to get away. Someplace without distractions. Where I could be alone with my thoughts and my notes. A personal retreat to work on the new novel. And reconnect with the ocean and the beach.
So I took off in a rented all-wheel-drive SUV and made the six-hour trip to Cape Hatteras on the Outer Banks of North Carolina.
I admit it. The winter solstice is the most important day of the year for me. More than a birthday (including my own). More than a traditional holiday. 


