After graduating in the top 80% of the class of 1975 from Catalina High School in Tucson, Arizona, I worked as fry-vat lid opener at Kentucky Fried Chicken, steel bender at A&J Sheet Metal, and de
For my novice book tour, my co-publisher granted me a budget of $500. On the one hand, this was hardly anything; on the other hand, it was $500 more than nothing.
The morning I packed up to leave on my first-ever book tour, the phone rang at 7 AM. The call was from a radio station that wanted to set up an interview the day after my arrival in Washington, DC.
After I'd overcome my disgust of the word 'blog' and written my first entry on Red Room, I returned to my other lives (dad and botanist) and occasionally checked for an email response to appear at the