I’m Really Back And I Have Swag

A few days after Left Coast Crime, I went to LA to visit my 96-year-old mother. The trip was extended by a day because by the time I landed in Denver, I wouldn’t have made it to the pass before sundown, and I don’t drive well-lit roads at night, much less the mountain pass and the winding dirt road to my house. Then, there was the usual unpacking, laundry, mail to sort through, and overall catching up. I’m finally working on the book again, dealing with the inevitable “You painted them into a co...