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On Saturday I sat under a tent along with about sixty or seventy people. Let me explain, I wasn't at the circus. My town had their first outdoor mall. My sister and I sat at a table--each of us trying to promote what we had brought. I, of course, brought my book. I sold seven books one of which the mayor brought.

On one side of me sat a young man selling snakes, fish and something else. I've yet to figure out what it was. At one point the snake stuck his head out of the glass container he was i… Continue

On Saturday I had a launch party to celebrate first novel. To say I was surprised by the turnout is putting it mildly. Of course you have to understand in a town so small it's called a boro, this was big. The party was held in a restaurant four blocks from where I live appropriately called the Ivy Inn. The whole front of the building is covered with Ivy. In the eighteen hundreds it catered to horseman. Upstairs where the office now resides are now rooms where the men stayed. The original fire… Continue

We are half way throught the month of August. Where did the Summer go? I look foward to fall. I love the changing

color of the leaves,but I'm not looking foward to the Winter and the white stuff it brings. I''m not apposed to a rainy

Winter. I'd much rather carry an umbrella than a shovel. I should'nt complain there are those of us who have Summer

all year around. It's hard for me to believe it could be eighty degress at Christmas time. Ah.well, enough of my rant.