I'm sitting here on a beautiful Saturday fall afternoon, organizing the details of my ridiculous travel schedule for the next eight weeks. I'm looking forward to every gig, but I counted right at 40 flights between now and the end of November, and in there I'll also be driving up and back to Kellogg (a 440 mile RT) 5 times.
I have a pile of books to read, and a lot of writing to do, but I've found with my last two books that I don't write as well or as long on planes or in hotel rooms as I used to. Could it be I'm actually getting old?
Oh, new book due out March 1. I think I'm more excited about this book than any prior one. More in future posts.
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