Today marks the 7 day countdown for the Road Trip to Ashtabula and the Beach Glass Festival.
I wish I could say that I'll have copies of 'Swallow the Moon' to take with me. But I can't - the book is still in the proof stage and I doubt I can get copies in time. The project fell through the cracks while Real Life kicked my tush.
Regardless of setbacks (and there have been some doozies!) I've got the truck in the shop to get electric brakes, the tent camper is in the yard, waiting to be packed, and as of today I have a human traveling companion - hubby - as well Trouble for his very first Road Trip.
I called the campground to make sure there will be a space with electric (yep!) and the family has been warned that I'm coming into town, sort of.
I've got a list of things I need to do - and a week to get them all done.
I didn't want to go by myself - Ashtabula isn't the safest place in the world. Some of my choices of traveling companion wouldn't work for a lot of reasons. The Fort Knox Kentucky area is just more progressive than 'Bula - some of my friends would get culture shock.
Hell, hubby gets culture shock every time we go to 'Bula - he says he's seen 3rd world countries that don't look as worn out and neglected as Main Street the last time we were there.
Speaking of narrow minds and shitty attitudes...some Troll dropped docs on a Face Book forum purporting to be "Open" for some minor lulz. Very minor - I actually sold a book because of him.
I considered opening an Encyclopedia Dramatica account to return the favor, but decided it would take up more time than it was worth.
Since the book isn't ready I didn't contact anyone about putting together a book signing. No book, no signing. But I might see what I can do at a later date. The camper makes going to 'Bula a minor financial project, not a major investment. (But I miss Cahill House! The breakfasts were incredible!)
I intend to post some pictures here from the Beach Glass Festival. It should be fun.