My mom met an elderly man at a funeral who told her he bought a copy of my book. Mom smiled and said that was great. Then he told her that the book was sitting in a bag with a toothbrush and change of clothes and shaving gear. Mom wasn't sure what to think about that until he said, "So if I ever have to go to the hospital in a hurry, I'm certain I'll have something to read."
Yeah, if he's conscious.
Besides, I thought hospitals were what Reader's Digests were for.
Saturday, April 17, 2010
Tuesday, April 6, 2010
Painting in a corner

I also gave my first draft of Skin Warriors to my mom for an edit. She was all happy about that.

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