Yesterday’s book signing at Well Loved Books was a great success. I met a lot of very nice people, including one husky young fellow who works as a flight instructor on the Orion P3. He purchased a copy of “The Big Bend”, which I happily signed for him. Then he mentioned that he was going to be deployed in a month. I thanked him for his service and wished him well.
This is not meant to be an insult by any means, but he didn’t look old enough to drive his dad’s car, much less be a flight instructor, but then all of the medical people I see lately don’t look old enough for their jobs, either.
“Twisted Key” is moving along, and as I mentioned before, it is turning out to be a real doozy of a tale. I am enjoying writing it, more than I did “The Big Bend” and “Hog Valley”. That doesn’t mean I hated writing them – I didn’t. As tough as writing well has turned out to be, the rewards for a well-tuned tale are immense and worth every bit of the headaches and late night tossing and turning involved.
But there is just something special lurking deep inside “Twisted Key”. I don’t know what it is yet, and I promise I won’t tell you when I find out.
But you’re gonna love it.