This has been THE HAUNTED SPRINGTIME, featuring:
…the CURSE of the NEVERENDING running injury!
…the HORROR of the pernicious PLAGUE!
…and the TERROR of the ACCURSED ANTHOLOGY!
But hopefully, as El Nino sweeps over California, bringing much-needed rains (and thunderstorms! We had thunderstorms last night!) it will take these misfortunes with it, and usher in good luck for my string of new, late-Springtime releases.
A stone bruise, my friends, is nothing to sneeze at. And if your [spellcheck just attempted to correct this to you’re, as in you’re freakin’ kidding me, right?] running routine sandwiches vigorous stair-climbing between flat-running, you’re bound to get one at some point. Ouch. Out of running for a month. Grumble whine. But finally that seems to be clearing up.
Shortly after this began to resolve, I was STRUCK DOWN by a mighty plague—and I’m only half-exaggerating about the plague part. Am currently getting through walking pneumonia, which I let go for a month, stupidly thinking to tough it out. The antibiotic tablets I started on Wednesday are the size of my thumb, and are most commonly used to treat Anthrax and, yes, THE PLAGUE. On the positive side, it seems to be working.
Finally, we are nearing the release of THE ANTHOLOGY OF THE APOCALYPSE. Yes, Death and a Cup of Tea is finally here. I won’t go into details, but the long and tangled process of getting this thing finished and to market led me to believe that the project was cursed from the outset. TECHNICAL DELAYS! STAFF BICKERING! And oh, so much more. But now it’s here, and it’s BEAUTIFUL.
The official release will be at the CALIFORNIA CRIME WRITERS CONFERENCE (where I will be sitting on a panel about historical fiction) the first weekend of June, but you can pre-order your copy at Elm Books.
And while you’re waiting, you can enjoy…
…The Strange Case of the Big Sur Benefactor, a humorous novella about an unlikely pair of 19th-century cryptid hunters, coming in June from BSB!