It’s Wednesday, and I always try to post a little something. Heaven forbid you forget about me during the middle of the week. I have two unrelated topics to discuss.
One: Driving requires a certain amount of focus. To do it correctly, you have to dedicate a certain amount of brain cells to the task.
Picture the street. It’s five lanes wide. Two lanes of travel heading each direction, seperated by a left turn lane. It’s rush hour, and I’m trying to get home after a long day at work. It’s St. Patrick’s Day.
I’m in the outside lane, the one closest to the sidewalk. I approach an intersection and the light is green. There is a lady in the inside lane, and she is going way under the speed limit. I don’t know what it is about the fast lane, but that’s where all the Sunday drivers seem to park.
I decide to head through the intersection, dreaming about corned beef and Old Bushmills. Flogging Molly is playing on my satellite radio; Tobacco Island to be exact.
The lady travelling in the inside lane, decides to turn right at the intersection. (USA driving for my international fans) This means, in heavy rush hour traffic, she is going to turn across my lane of travel to make her street. Here’s the results:
The police cited her, and I get to spend my next day off dealing with body shops.
Two: Will O’ the Wisp is selling well, by my standards. The early reviews are wonderful, and I’m pretty excited about the future of this book.
I’ve sold a copy or two in places all over the world. I’m exceedingly grateful to everyone who is giving this story a chance.
At the risk of being obnoxious, remember that reviews are important to authors. Whether you pen a few lines, or simply give it a star rating, it really helps. If you’re running low on stars, you can have a few of mine. Take enough to share with all the other independent authors out there.