With books as with youngsters heading to the big city to become a singer/dancer/songwriter/composer/musici
COLD WELCOME boarded the Internet Express this morning, It's number twenty-seven in the count of my novels, though who's counting? (ME!) its younger sibling will start the road to publication in a couple of days. Today I'm too tired, and tomorrow the tree removal people will be chain-sawing right outside this window. I intend to flee to someplace quieter.