I am one of the featured authors this week on Amy Manemann's site. Check it out if you're interested and let me know what you think. It's always a privilege to be interviewed by other authors. Thank you Amy!
This weekend was exceptionally chaotic. Really, it hardly felt like a weekend at all. My husband played a show Friday night, my sister was visiting from Portland, my friend Lexie was home from college and her younger sister was competing for Chewelah's Junior Miss competition (though apparently they call it Distinguished Young Women now, though it's the same thing) on Saturday. She won, by the way, as she should. Then Sunday I drove my sister to the airport. We left early and stopped to meet a friend for coffee, then, when we were ready to leave again, Gerry refused to start. He had been running beautifully all the way there. Of course, it wasn't a dead battery or anything simple, and even my dad's mechanic friend who came to our rescue couldn't find the problem then and there but had to tow it away to his house so he could examine it more closely. But of course we still had to get my sister to the airport, so Aaron had to drive down in his car and we managed to get her there in time for her to catch the last flight of the day. So, success in the end, but all factors combined to make the weekend rather exhausting. And now Gerry is gone, hopefully to be reborn from the ashes soon like a black, worn, and dented phoenix.