School ended yesterday; today we are headed for the shores of the Great Lakes for a week and change off. I should have tried to squeeze in a work week post, but both work and posting have been seriously compromised by the lead-up to the week’s events, so: Fuck it. I’m working through a first-pass edit of HEATSTROKE HEARTBEAT and talking covers with my cover artist; that is all ye know and all ye need know.
This post is coming to you after breakfast at the Yellow Bird Cafe in Harrisburg, where my kids are playing Battleship and my wife is off at Midtown Scholar, the bookstore next door. The Yellow Bird has a fabulous egg BLT with garlic aioli and a copy of THREE MOMENTS OF AN EXPLOSION that could be yours if you bring another book by to swap for it. Some people pride themselves on minimizing stops on long road trips; we pride ourselves on finding good places to eat and stretch our legs.
The image is a mural right across the street from the Yellow Bird.
Currently listening: DOPAMINE NATION, written and read by Anna Lembke.