Once I grabbed an electric pig fencer with my bare hands. Then I decided to write a goofy book about French philosophy. Not everybody dug it. But…*
*…not since “Population 485” have I written a book for which I have received more heartfelt correspondence. So when it does connect, it does so solidly. Thank you, readers.
NOTE: Since I began posting the daily “From the Little Writing Room Above the Garage” posts, I’ve been getting messages asking if there was a way to slide a couple bucks into the tip jar. The answer is yes, and there’s a link below to that effect, but first: We’re a self-employed family. The cancellations and disruptions in my touring have certainly put a crimp in things. But we also have a place to live, food on the table, projects in the hopper, and some options. Others in my backyard are facing far more dire circumstances. So for now I continue to point you first and foremost to the terrific folks at Feed My People, and also ask you to consider the Chippewa Valley Artists Relief Fund set up by the above-average souls at Ambient Inks (if you order anything from the Sneezing Cow store, the Ambient Inks crew selects, packs, and ships it).
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