well, it's crunch time now. The new book comes out next week, on the 26th in fact. Baring any unforeseen obstacles (i'm looking at you rotating Canadian postal strike!) I should have copies by Wednesday, a few day early. I am one part excited for this, one part hey, I think i'm gonna need a new pair of shorts because I'm about to shit myself. Nothing new here, as it's just the way I deal with things. Hope for the best. Brace for the worst. A motto which has served me well most of the time. I say this because I believe I am an acquired taste, and nowhere near any of the talent I have read in my life. Don't get me wrong, I know I can write, I just also know I will never be a household name. Doesn't stop me from appreciating each and every one of you who has either rated, reviewed, or just dropped a line to say you enjoyed Bishop Rider, his friends, or their escapades. You write for yourself, you have to, but when it connects with someone enough for them to reach out, this is the stuff that truly means more than one would think. Anyway, I will retreat to my Fortress of Solitude now. See you when I see you,
B.