Okay, 22 hours of fun at he Dickens Show is now behind my alter egos, Little Tommy Dickens and Scrooge. Some thought I was a statue; ole stone face still lives. Book buyers didn't exactly over run booth 127 but we experienced wonderful fellowship among the attending Beach Author Network authors. We certainly had plenty of time to reflect, assess and brain storm the next greatest event. For those of you who failed to drop by and pay the price for admission, you missed the greatest show in town because booth 127 was filled with punchy authors, making merry and surviving as best we could. I fear you have forever missed your opportunity to purchase those deals at this event; a one and out for most of us. The Myrtle Beach Convention Center will never be the same. If there are any hard book cover readers out there, let us hear an amen. Visit Beach Author Network on Face Book and offer hungry writers a tad of encouragement to continue spinning our tales. Our hobby is an expensive one and the only way we continue is with your loyal support. Begging for more is appreciated. Support local and hope to see you at the next greatest bookarama.  

Sorry, been away for awhile, new Dell laptop has crashed and burned, limping long barely, writing has come to a screeching halt. Did jot down an opening for a new novel, possibly a novella, my first, titled The Widow Magnet. Got you interested? Still contemplating launching a kid's book too, Bobby Saves Scoot, about a sea turtle. Book is actually finished, needs to be illustrated though. My issue is I just have too many completed novels and it's too expensive to release them in hard copy. E-book might be where I should head. TBD after I fix the Dell issue. Short and sweet this time...