Drowning. I'm drowning in books. Advance reader copies of Not Without My Father: One Woman's 444-Mile Walk of the Natchez Trace. I'm part of a crack team of crazies: publisher, publicist and author. We're working together to get Not Without My Father covered everywhere on launch day - January 15, 2015!
I don't think it's fair for a bunch of strangers to read my book first. Not when so many of you were practically walking beside me on the Natchez Trace.
It happens. When a boy is three.
Or making words. It's the same thing these days.
Our No Family Holidays With Family policy is breaking new ground this Thanksgiving. I need to take a trip for book research. To smell the scents. And haunt the haunted places. And tease out sounds from almost 200 years ago. Or millennia ago.
I'll take what I can get.
I'll ask this question a lot in coming weeks:
What would you do to Make a Memory?
Or maybe I need to ask it a different way. You tell me, Dear Reader.