Anyway, I'm proud I got the shot. With an iPhone, no less. My dad, who gave me my first good camera (a Nikon F) would be impressed, but he'd have been annoyed I didn't use something other than a phone to take it. Sorry, Dad.
But anyway, my latest book, THE AFTER TIMES, Bean 5, is out on Kindle, has gotten its first review, and it was five stars, but the reviewer was a fan of the series. BUT, gee folks, it IS a good book. I'm pleased with it. I'm plugging it on social media as much as I can get away with, and I'm in Maine on "vacation."
It's lovely here. I could show you a picture of the perfect blue sky outside the window, but I think I'd rather show you the sky that happened the other night, just out of nowhere, I was cooking dinner and Ken was outside, and all the the sudden, the picture below happened. Would you check that out? I mean, seriously. Look.
This picture wasn't a tornado, though.
But anyway: would you look at it? Pretty darn muscular. The problem with my house at home is that it is very old. Colonial, in fact. Very old American houses were built to keep the outside seriously OUTSIDE. The place we rented has giant windows and a deck off the study. So when something like this happens, it's YOWZA. (Um. You should read THE AFTER TIMES even if you don't get excited by weather :) It was time to say that again. )
So yeah. Ken and I have been doing a lot of nothing. We've been doing a lot of nothing sometimes, anyway. He walks in the morning, I do some work. And in the afternoons, we go looking for some seafood to eat for supper. And then we take it home and eat it.
And then I start wondering about the book again.
I have a poet friend coming over for coffee and brownies in a while. It's Friday of Labor Day Weekend. I should stop laboring, I guess. I'm on vacation. But you'll keep hearing from me. 'Cause I got this book you gotta read, ya see...Thanks for bearing with me.