I’m feeling a little stressed out. The pub date for my book is March 10th and I’m doing everything I can think of. What is today? (I never know.) February 27th.
What else could I have done with my life? Not that it’s a bad life, in fact it’s mostly great, but I do find that I am regularly put in the position of having to do things I’m not good at. Or, is that everyone’s life? We all feel like that? I want so badly for this book to do well. But we all want things, and as that saying goes … damn you Rolling Stones!!
I took this picture the last time I was down at the WTC. They were putting up these posters all around the perimeter of the site.