The date on this post says August 23. Where did the summer go? It’s really strange. Up until the middle of June or so the year was going fairly slowly. Then, all of a sudden, it picked up speed and began whizzing along. Now I have a hard time keeping up with it. Does anybody else feel that way?
I had a group of writer friends in a few days ago just for a talk. Our conversation got around to the publishing of books, something that all unpublished writer’s dream of, and the difficulty of doing that these days. I have kiddingly said in the past (and I repeated it during the conversation) that established agents and publishers are interested only in sure-fire best sellers which would be epitomized by a book written by an ex-CIA agent with secrets to tell. Lo and behold, I saw on the internet that just that situation has happened. An ex-CIA agent has authored a book that is being published by a mainstream publishing house. And apparently he tells a number of secrets. I’m not going to say any more about it because I know nothing more about it. I’m going to have to read it, though. I’m very curious. If I like it I’ll have something to say about it in the future on this blog.
Otherwise, all is progressing satisfactorily. I have a few things to take care of and odds and ends to clear up—some small bits of writing and reading to do and then I want to get on with writing of a book I started earlier in the year. I have let that go because of publishing A Matter of Time. I think that now the way is clear to get back on the other book—working title, Mountain Man. I’m very anxious to do that. I want to find out how it turns out.