Sometimes on book tour, readers arrive bearing gifts:
(No hidden sponsorship deal–a guy just bought three books and then said, “Here, I figured you might need this on tour.” So a big thank you to him–consider the tour protein situation covered.)
This blurry photo represents that special book tour moment when the author peeks over the stacks to see if anyone showed up. Once in Memphis there were seven people there until the manager announced I would be reading, at which point they left and no one ever did show up. So I’m always grateful to see this sight, blurry or not:
Thank you Spooner and Northwind Book and Fiber!
Twelve years in, and this box still makes a clodhopper grin. Book comes out in less than two weeks.
Photo of me trying real hard to get that E Minor chord right on the Tele John gave me.
Late bloomer. Wrote a couple pages about spirea in “Truck: A Love Story.” Scent reminds me of something dusty, like the smell at the back of scratchy old curtains.
Thank you Volume One for the photo gallery.
A guy runs out of ways to say thank you. But the Long Beds and I are grateful. And only about 20% of those folks are relatives of mine. (Photo by Joe Sanfelippo)