"You're not mad about the Days Inn?"
No.
I've been spending a lot of money on motels and gas. About half my stash is already gone.
Anyway. I had a bad time in Indianapolis. My own fault. I drank almost all of Mike Stanek's Czech dark beer gift in one night in Hillsdale, Michigan.
I don't really need to go back to Indianapolis again. Not in this lifetime. Is there a next lifetime? Sometimes I wonder. You wonder about that?
The sun is out. It's been rainy lately.
I peed forty-nine times yesterday. Ruth thinks maybe there's something wrong. You think?
But not once in the car. It was a good day.
In fact yesterday was a great day. I found Saginaw, found The Dawn of a New Day coffee shop and met Ellen, Dawn and Clif.
Clif pulled his Michigan map out of his pocket and showed me exactly where I was, where Bay City is, Ann Arbor and the UP. He showed me where Traverse City is, where he went looking for Bigfoot in the 1970s and found a print.
I also talked about Bigfoot with someone at my signing that evening at Barnes & Noble. I must be getting close to my people.
I really got to sit near the front door of a B&N, at a table, with my books, and a poster saying the author was in the store signing copies of "The American Dream."
I was sitting there for a while when this little girl walks right up to me, looks me in the eyes and says, "I'm a published author, too."
Awesome. What is your name?
"Delaney."
What is your book about?
No.
I've been spending a lot of money on motels and gas. About half my stash is already gone.
Anyway. I had a bad time in Indianapolis. My own fault. I drank almost all of Mike Stanek's Czech dark beer gift in one night in Hillsdale, Michigan.
The sun is out. It's been rainy lately.
I peed forty-nine times yesterday. Ruth thinks maybe there's something wrong. You think?
But not once in the car. It was a good day.
In fact yesterday was a great day. I found Saginaw, found The Dawn of a New Day coffee shop and met Ellen, Dawn and Clif.
Clif pulled his Michigan map out of his pocket and showed me exactly where I was, where Bay City is, Ann Arbor and the UP. He showed me where Traverse City is, where he went looking for Bigfoot in the 1970s and found a print.
I also talked about Bigfoot with someone at my signing that evening at Barnes & Noble. I must be getting close to my people.
I really got to sit near the front door of a B&N, at a table, with my books, and a poster saying the author was in the store signing copies of "The American Dream."
I was sitting there for a while when this little girl walks right up to me, looks me in the eyes and says, "I'm a published author, too."
Awesome. What is your name?
"Delaney."
What is your book about?
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