Turner Publishing has bought my novel, Cities of Men, and they'll publish it in 2017! The deal was made by my agent, Mark Gottlieb, last week.
Mark and I met for breakfast over the weekend and discussed blurbs, marketing, and other things. He had a bunch of crazy stories about the publishing world and was a true gentleman. Things are happening!
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Well... I did it again.
On Saturday I did my second charity bicycle ride. This was the great out and back bike ride along River Road in New Braunfels. I admit I was a little nervous about this one since I heard it was supposed to be a tough ride, and I didn't know anyone else doing it.
It has been raining nonstop here for the past few weeks, so I wasn't even sure if the ride would happen. But Saturday morning came clear and sunny and perfect for riding. Everyone met at the Oakwood Church bright and early. I didn't know anyone so I just hung back until it was time to go. All of the rain made the river full and lush, and I rode past small waterfalls along the cliffs as I zoomed down into the valley. Luckily all the rain scared off tubers so the road was nearly empty. Just cyclists speeding along in the shade. Every now and again I zipped across a puddle and water splashed onto my legs and cooled my calves. The toughest part was the hill right before Canyon Lake. I am not going to lie...that hurt. The worst part was that after flying down the other side I knew I would eventually have to turn around and go back up it again. And I did. It seemed a little easier on the way back, but that may have just been my mind playing tricks on me. The guy ahead of me had to get off his bike and push. I thought I was going to have to do that too, but I managed to keep changing gears and pushed myself.
When I got back to the church, I had done thirty miles--which isn't that much--but I climbed the biggest hills I've faced so far, so I felt pretty good. Of course not having any of my friends to eat lunch with afterwards made it a little anticlimactic, but I enjoyed the Rudy's BBQ and Gatorade before heading home. I wish I had stopped more and taken some pictures of the river. I wonder how it will look in the fall...
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