OK, the story time on WPCA-FM blew past me last night so I have no idea which story they decided to broadcast. Again, I appreciate more than words can convey my gratitude to WPCA for the privilege of having my stories broadcast. There are 27 of them to choose from and, like one’s children, I like them all.
As an update, you can find all my stories as e-books on Amazon. All my paperbacks are there, too. Locally, you can find my paperbacks at River Stone Books in Osceola, Kenneth Larson in Luck, the Polk County Information Center in St.Croix Falls, and the Mangled Fairy Tales books at Pure and Simple out on Highway 8 just east of the roundabout leading to Amery. You can find Marina’s book about her Seeing Eye Dogs on Amazon, too, and at River Stone Books and Pure and Simple.
Since we met last my patio is finished and we have added a pergola to the front patio, as well as plantings in the front and back yards. Now, instead of hauling on a lawn mower starting cord, I got an electric mower. I’m very happy with it. Let those starter cord pulling muscles atrophy.
Lately, I’ve been receiving a slew of AI generated pitches for interviews (for a fee) about my stories or a pitch to expand the market for my books via a sure-fire program, also for a fee. Some are quite well done and seem credible. I even got a personal note from John Grisham, who wrote to compliment me on my stories. Hmmmmm.
My late night reading of late has been Carrie Classen’s Loon Point and Glen R. Miller’s Doorman Wanted. The latter was a fun read; you could see where things were going, or at least I could, and I turned out to be right. I loved Loon Point. She nailed a character, Wendell, and I found myself rooting for the female and male protagonists. I laughed a lot and cried at the death watch at the lake. Any book that prompts me to laughter and tears is a successful book, at least in my book. Wendell’s wedding summary of disappointments really being opportunities is –obviously–Carrie’s own discovery about life.
After some years of reading Carrie’s weekly columns in our local newspapers, it’s obvious that she is innately an optimistic person. Way back when she, her then-husband and others created St.Croix Festival Theater, she performed in several of the troupe’s plays. She was good. I profiled her and the company for the Superior Evening Telegram. We shot the article photos in the theater’s old dressing rooms, with their exposed bulb lights and peeling green paint. It must have made her feel good to return to St.Croix Falls and to see the old theater’s updating and renovations. I’m told that Carrie has another novel due out early next year.
Signs of passing time: obituaries for people who were kids in the youth group Marina and I ran in the late 1960’s and early 1970’s; two special friends now in hospice; people we love suddenly fighting to be able to walk; and a fourth great-grandchild on the way. For us: so far, so good–so very good!