Well, I got back from Denver in one piece. Drove through a really bad storm in New Mexico. Closest I came to death was in New Mexico. I got out to piss on a remote stretch of road at 11 0'clock at night. Some trucker came by hauling ass as I was trying to get back inside my car. I was completely off the road, but this guy wouldn't give me an inch. I thought I was going to be sucked up into the vortex this truck was making. No real damages and I got back in my car and that was that.
Monday, October 22, 2018
I stayed at a Motel 6 on the way back from Mile Hi Con. The bed was comfortable, and that's compared to a remarkably comfy bed at the Hyatt in Denver where the con was held. Motel 6 still has the coarsest grade of towels. Nobody would ever steal them. I wouldn't 'even use them as a dog towel.
Saturday, October 20, 2018
One of the more eccentric things about cons is people running around in costume. They're dressed as some character, oblivious to the fact no one else knows who it is. Over time I've noticed a big drop in media characters like Star Trek. Not sure why. I have a Pinkerton outfit for Wild West type cons, which are few and far between.
Friday, October 19, 2018
Thursday, October 18, 2018
One of the toughest places for an author these days is libraries. They hold very few author readings--compared to days of old. And it's tough to get them to buy your books. I realize they have limited budgets and all. I'm not complaining. Actually, for some reason, the library in the Denver suburb of Jefferson County carries quite a few of my books--including the latest one, Legends of the Dragon Cowboys. I guess someone likes my stuff. I've never pitched them to buy anything. They just do. I could use a few more libraries like this one.