Kim McMahill

I met a woman last week who did her master’s thesis on the Mayan culture. She had studied a number of the Mayan sites I’ve explored in Mexico. It was exciting to talk to someone who had visited the same places I had and who was even more enthusiastic and obviously much more knowledgeable than I about a subject which is very dear to my heart. Though Deadly Ruins is pure fiction, a frightening figment of my imagination, she still seemed anxious to read my novel. I’m confident our paths will cross again someday and I'll be interested to hear her take on my fictional portrayal of an archeological project which turned into a terrifying fight for survival. Deadly Ruins is available on-line through Amazon, Publish America and a scattering of stores (see older post on where my books are currently stocked). The above photo was taken from atop a pyramid at Coba in Mexico.

It’s essential for me to have a place to write that not only provides all the basic tools of an effective work environment, but which also inspires creativity. I’ve been fortunate to have had that place nearly everywhere I’ve lived. I’ve found the solitude I need beneath snow-capped mountains, nestled among hāpuʻu ferns, within reach of wild turkeys passing through and, with the onset of spring, I’m now able to watch wild ducks and geese glide by on still waters just outside my window.

I went to my first college baseball game of the season. This great American pastime would have induced full-fledged spring fever if it weren't for the ice and snow stubbornly hanging on in the shaded areas of the field. At least my team won so the excitement cancelled out the cold. I can't wait until the next game.