I was just recently told by S Cormier that she stayed up late one night finishing book one to see if Ring made it back home and to say how much she enjoyed the book! It sure does this old heart good to know that people enjoy my books as much as I enjoy writing them. Thanks to SC and to anyone who has read and enjoys the books.
After Margaret snuck that photo of me while in Raton, I just had to take one of her playing, excuse me, WORKING, on her new Ipad. She knows more (at age 78)about technology than I will ever know. She truly amazes me.
Margaret snuck a photo of me while on a recent trip out West to research our next book. We were in Raton, New Mexico and the weather and scenery were beautiful! And, yes, I do sometimes still write on legal pads.
I've had the privilege of shooting the Class 5 rapids of the Black Canyon of the Gunnison. Little did I know that this exhilarating ride was actually prep for one of my Wolf books (actually the next in the series). Wish you had been with me,,,
In our book-research travels, our vehicle sometimes give us lemons by breaking down. Some of those lemons have been turned into lemonade by the wonderful people who have come to our aid. No pun intended. Lynn A in Woodville, TX and Cliff H in Clayton, NM are two such people. Sweeten the lemonade even more with the many new Facebook friends along the way. We are truly blessed.
Margaret finally got the fifth book in the Wolf series sent off to the publisher. That's a big load off of both of our minds since we've been working on that one for a while now. I do enjoy writing about Dub's adventures with his Wolf-dog, but it's also fun to finish one and get it to the publisher for printing. For all my readers, thank you for reading the books and I hope you will enjoy this next one as well.
Tomorrow I will be 84 years old. Seems like just yesterday I was the cotton-topped little boy whose memories I share in my books. Barefooted (like we all were back then), usually shirtless in the milder months, and always outside. We didn't spend our time indoors like my grandkids do. We didn't grow up with a television, much less have one in every room of the house. We had one radio that we listened to for about a 1/2 hour a day and that was to get the "war news". We got DIRTY, and I mean DIRTY. And we enjoyed it. At least us boys did. I can't speak for my sisters. My, how times have changed during my 84 years!
As I work on the next book, Margaret and I are contemplating taking a little trip to some of the areas that we cover in the books just to refresh my memory and also just to get away for a while. There's nothing quite like getting away from the everyday hustle and bustle to get those creative juices flowing. Also, I truly enjoy revisiting the parts of Louisiana and Texas that I haven't seen in a while and touching base with old friends. Seems like nowadays more and more of them are gone. So if I'm going to see them I feel like I ought to go sooner rather than later. Maybe I'll bring them a copy of the books if they don't already have them. HAHA
Well, tomorrow I will celebrate 60 years of marriage and sheer delight with that 95 pounds of heaven-sent bliss I call my best friend and wife, Margaret. Words can not express my love for her and how much I have enjoyed our journey through this life together. From that first blind date where we met, through all of the trials and tribulations of my school years, the raising of four children and even into our retirement years and my desire to write, she has always been the calm in any storm that came our way. Anyone that knows my Margaret knows what I mean. I can truly say that I have been blessed by the Almighty to have been given such a soul mate with whom to share my life. Happy Anniversary to the love of my life!
Every morning lately, we've been getting up early to gather the figs before the birds get them and pick the purple hull peas that are ready. Just today we got three gallons of figs that Margaret cleaned and put up for preserves. If you haven't had Margaret's homemade fig preserves on a hot cathead biscuit, then I would venture to say that you have never really tasted one of the greatest treats that your taste buds could possibly imagine. Now, that's not to say that I intend to share them. I'm just saying that it's one of life's little pleasures. Plus, if you don't know what a cathead biscuit is, then I just cannot help you. As the youngsters would say; "google it" or you could read my books where I talk about them quite a bit. Either way, I'll be enjoying hot cathead biscuits with fig preserves tonight.
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