Over and Out

I sent two hard copies of Dust and Steel, along with synopsis, off to my agent on Monday. This means that for the first time in over a decade the book is officially, finally off my desk and, more importantly, out of my head.

Yes, I said "over a decade." This book, which began at a breakfast counter in Juno, Alaska, and ended on a cluttered desk in St. Paul, MN, has been with me longer than my children (and at times has proven even more unruly). It has endured four moves, numerous jobs, unemployme