At the suggestion of Deborah Homsher, autor of The Rising Shore–Roanoke, a few of us historical novelists who are self-published have banded together to bring you a new blog, Yesterday Revisited. Check it out! Deborah’s already been posting, and the other members will soon be following suit.
Speaking of yesterday, Wednesday for me was sort of a microcosm of what this entire month has shaped up to be so far. I went over to the bookstore closest to us in the expectation that it would have Jean Plaidy’s The Queen’s Secret, which came out Tuesday, and not only did they not have it, the single copy they had on order wouldn’t be in for a week or so. (And these guys wonder why Amazon’s stock is going up? I’d have it in my hands today probably if I’d ordered online.) Then on the way home from this fruitless errand, I almost got rear-ended (on purpose) by some cell-phone-using redneck in a pickup truck who decided that I wasn’t traveling fast enough for him. (If my sense of humor was in better tune today, I could probably comment on the incongruity of having a redneck chatting away on his Blackberry, but I’m not sure I’m up to it.)