On the shelf in Hershey PA!!!
Underground Yarn and Books just sent me this photo. They are celebrating their grand opening and for the first month are featuring select titles from my publisher. The co-owners of this eclectic shop are as awesome as the yarn she dyes and the books he curates.
Yarns, books, coffee, and community. 
Check them out online or, what the heck, take a road trip ala Jack Kerouac.
The only ones for me are the mad ones, the ones mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing but burn burn burn . . .
The Beat Generation might be fading from the scene but amongst writers, poets, artists, and creators of all types, there are still plenty of mad ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing.
As a crocheter and knitter, I appreciate the yarn side of their business as well as the books. For me that's a winter activity, but her colors sure are gorgeous to look at. Winter will be here soon enough, blankets and bundles of yarn on the lap.
Also, I'm happy to announce that my college buddy and her friend, David Danger, have finished narrating my novel, Let Evening Come and it is now available on Audible or wherever you get your audiobooks. Danger has a beautiful voice and is helping to produce the song background for another friend's book that is being produced by Lifetime Netflix.
In other respects, it's been a tough summer. My husband lost his entire flock of laying hens to mink(s). Over the course of a two-week period, he went from 45 birds to 5. The disgusting varmints can fit through a hole the size of a quarter and once they discovered our chickens there was no stopping them. In desperation (having tried traps and whatall) we moved them down to my sister's coop where they would be safe.
My side gig (when I'm not browsing bookstores and soliciting readings, is gardening. This year the out-of-control deer have devoured eveything, even eating my tomato plants which has never happened before. Can we add them to the varmint open season list? I've discovered the five things I can grow are eggplant, peppers, squash, garlic, and cucumbers.
That's it folks. The happy and the sad. The exhilarating and the disheartening. At least they're balanced out, or I might go mad.
4 comments:
A wonderful synopsis of what has been going on. Congrats on the continued success of “Let Evening Come”. Sorry about the chicks and plants being eaten and stuff.
Oh, how I miss when young, the vague dreams, desires and simplicity of the Beat Generation ideology, and oh the regrets of taking another path and at the same time happy for the most part at what has happened so far in this life instead. Anyway.
Hi Tony, it's always wonderful to hear from you. I, too, miss those vague dreams and the simple life we'd envisioned. Life is nothing if not a combination of regret and satisfaction, all those roads not taken. I'm glad to hear from you.
Oh that's your book Congratulations. That's fantastic. I recently did crochet for the first time as I have two left hands. I actually loved it as it is quite soothing so I will keep doing it. Sorry to hear about the hens and the crop That's horrible. My husband does the gardening. In the past there was a Shetland pony in the paddock next door, who pushed the fence open and ate everything so I know how it feels a bit
Thanks so much for commenting Marja! Yes, that's my debut novel. It's been a bit of a struggle getting noticed so I was very pleased with this shout-out- from Hershey PA. I love knitting and crocheting. It is very relaxing, (yes soothing!) almost meditative, plus good for fingers that aren't as nimble as they once were.
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