Every year, I like to wish my friends and family a happy THanksgiving. I’ll send them a photo of Tom Hanks and tell them the Hanks vehicle I’m most hankful for. (It’s often Bosom Buddies.) Sometimes I’ll switch it up a little and make it a CHanksgiving, and send a photo of Colin. So far, my favorite vehicle is Season 1 of Fargo. Maybe that will change someday. Honestly, I’m glad Chet is still going by Chet Haze, as far as I know. The guy amuses me, but I’m not hankful for his appearance on Atlanta. (That first Ziwe interview of his is a pure scream, though.) And now the holiday has come and gone—along with my forty-fifth birthday.
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What a weekend. Kechi and I have been working out a lot lately. I don’t know when we boosted our frequency to four sessions weekly, but we’ve been bouncing around between YMCA locations here in Baton Rouge.
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Last week was jam packed with activity, and I feel like I didn’t have much time to catch my breath. I had two readings in New Orleans. One was at Bar Redux, the same venue where Kechi and I got married six weeks ago. (Sunday) and the other was at the Milton H. Latter Memorial Library, also in New Orleans.
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This week, Redhook, the sibling imprint to Orbit Books announced my novel, The Ballad of Perilous Graves for winter of 2022. I’ve been working toward publishing this novel for the better part of ten years now. It’s part of a three-book deal with the second and third titles TBD. Those other books might be related to Ballad, but then again, they might not.
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