Month: September 2023

The Mountain-Bustin’, Word-Wrasslin’, Bear-Gone-Astray Saga of This Damned Book

SCENE: A QUIET STAGE. JACKIE STROLLS ON WEARING COWBOY OUTFIT AND 11-GALLON HAT (INFLATION). SHE TAKES A SEAT ON A CONVENIENTLY PLACED HAY BALE, SETS AN ELBOW ON ONE KNEE, AND SPEAKS TO THE CAMERA

The other day someone hit me with the dreaded question: “Are you almost done yet?” As if they were asking for me to pass the ketchup.

I am not. 

And before you ask the next question: Four years in, Hoss, as of last week. 

But I am almost almost done, practically tiptoeing through the tulips of nearly-donesville.

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