Hey, guess what?
I'm on Twitter!
I know. I'm shocked as well. But now you can find me on Twitter @wjwriter.
After a long week consisting of long days, it was so exciting to come home to a box of advance reading copies of Ciies of Men! Now, this isn't the final product--so no, the book is not out in bookstores yet. These are just for promotion of what is to come. I still have to do the final round of edits. But it is pretty cool to see what the book will look and feel like. A big thanks to Penny Smith for taking my author photo!
Well, Texas Weather: An Anthology of Poetry, Short Fiction, and Nonfiction is out and ready for purchase! My story "Come Again Another Day" is featured between some pretty impressive names. You can pick up a copy today from Amazon. I'm afraid it isn't available as an e-book for all you Kindle-fanatics out there, but I think you'll still enjoy this handsome paperback from Lamar University Press. Mucho Gracias to Terry Dalrymple and Laurence Musgrave for selecting my story for inclusion. Oh, happy day!
Well, my editor sent me my first round of edits today! So I'm going to spend the weekend bunkered down at my desk reading the track changes and marks and noting what has been corrected and what has been altered. Luckily, Turner Publishing has a team of hardworking professionals, so I'm not worried.
But I am excited for the 2016 Western Literature Association conference next week. I'm flying up to beautiful Montana to read my short story "Come, All Ye Faithful." Besides reading my stuff and listening to some other great papers, I'm going to get to see some old friends and catch up. And maybe enjoy a nice glass of bourbon while looking out over the mountains... ahhhh.
I'll post photos when I have them.
Oh, I'm also now on Facebook if you can believe it. So look me up and...you know... be my friend!
Yep. Today is my birthday. I'm thirty-five. I'm not sure if I feel that old.
No real big plans for today. I'm going to try to get some work done, eat a big steak for dinner, then play trivia with some friends. Not going to make a big whoop about it.
I have to say that my thirty-fourth year was pretty good. Let's hope this one is even better!
I recently got my first set of clipless pedals for my bicycle.
And now I'm falling down. A lot.
Or at least it seems like a lot. People keep telling me that everyone falls, and I'm sure it's true but that doesn't mean I have to like it.
This morning before coming to the office I went on bike ride with a bunch of people, and I was doing really well: clipping in, clipping out, going up hills, the whole way. Right foot is good, left foot is good. After getting coffee in Gruene a few folks rode home but the rest of us carried onward. Looking back I probably should have just ridden home, grabbed a shower and something to eat. But I decided to follow the rest of the group and trek into the hills. Anyway, I don't really know what happened, but in the last quarter of the ride everyone unclipped, everyone stopped--well, not everyone--my feet and my legs didn't listen to my brain, and it was like in slow motion as I kept tilting to the left, more and more and more until the theory of gravity (and it is still technically a theory) took over and I crashed onto my hip and thigh. After a lot of cursing, and I mean a lot of cursing, I got back up and rode successfully all the way back to the starting point at the bike shop. But I was upset at myself for the rest of the ride.
I'm going to hit the roads again on Sunday. I hope I don't make a complete ass of myself this time.
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...
Writer living in the hill country of Texas