In 2005, my dad died of Alzheimer’s. It had been a long 4 years with him, or the guy masquerading as him, using his body, moving from place to place. No place seemed just right for him.
Later that year, still processing this huge issue, I sat down and started writing this book. In the book, I wanted romance and adventure and a mystery and a light feel. I got that, but Dad showed up in the book too, but not really Dad. A much larger, more expansive, more fun version of Dad, one I think he would approve of. Orange County showed up in the book too, in very large, distinctive, rather earth-moving ways.
I hope you like the book. Its title is Roll With The Punches, and I’ve been working on it for 10 years.
This is so exciting!!!!!
An Avogadro’s number of woots.
Seriously? Is that a hair short of a guacamole?