So, my novel is coming out next spring or summer.  I was working on it tonight, and I stuck a real life story into it.  I can't tell you what happens in the book, but in real life my Dad promised my grandmother that if she rafted down the Icicle River with him, she wouldn't get wet.  Dad let her sit up on the back of the raft, and he stayed close to the bank.  Unfortunately, that meant when he rounded a bend, an overgrown bush was able to knock her backwards and head first into the water.  I wasn't there, but all my family saw after the splash was my grandmother's feet sticking out of the water.  She got pneumonia from the incident, but she's okay now.  Hi Grandma!  Thanks for inspiring my writing tonight.  I love you.