Post Cards

To everyone complaining about not getting the post-cards they wrote for: get in line, ya mugs! The cards went to fans at the events first, of course. We blew through about 500 of them. Now we're home for about one day. In fact, as I write, I'm home for two hours. Then we go to England for three weeks.

I applaud your patience...because that's ALL I CAN DO. Even if we tried to have your cards printed and delivered and mailed to you, I couldn't do it in two hours. Or two days.

But I have all your addresses. When we get back, the cards will go forth.

The One That Starts It All

And today: Nayeli's Cherished Postcard!

Nobody says Hola!

In the lovely town of Tres Camarones, the townspeople have a quaint tradition of saying "hello" by saying "goodbye!" In Tres Camarones, you don't say Hola, instead the townspeople greet each other with cries of "Adi

Book club members have been some of my most enthusiastic and careful readers. I’m thrilled to share my work with you, answer your questions and tell you some of the stories behind the stories. This is our spot, just for us. Here, we can chat:  If I’m nearby, I’ll come and visit your club. Otherwise, we can Skype, talk over the phone or email. Sometimes, I’ll send surprises or hold contests.

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