First, let’s get something absolutely straight. I will be wearing these overalls until the book is published, they turn into dust, or Mr. Lester burns them: whichever comes first. I did know a young tyke (no names, please) with indulgent parents who insisted on wearing his shiny, polyester, Spider-Man suit everyday to kindergarten from Halloween to Christmas — at which point the budding super hero finally acquiesced and said garment mysteriously disappeared in the laundry.
I have to say I recognize his single-mindedness. Something similar seems to have taken over my life. Did I ever tell you self-publishing a book is quite complex? A daunting undertaking that gobbles up your time, leaves your friends wondering what happened to you, and makes every day you manage to don your overalls (and not stay in your pajamas) seem like a victory.
Coming my way June 1st, a new outfit — coming your way: It’s in His Kiss.
Addendum: okay, a little sooner than June 1st, outfit-wise.