Live From the Road

It's frustrating to have a completed book just sitting and waiting to be read. There's one in a file cabinet drawer written in collaboration with a couple whose tale it really is. Two Moons in Africa is the story of Barbara and Brent Swan and it examines what happens when Brent is taken hostage in Angola and then the aftermath of the next two decades. I hate thinking of it these days because all efforts to publish it have hit brick walls. Of course, I don't do much trying these days because it seems so futile. I know it disappoints the Swans as much as me.

Now I've finished another novel, and it too sits waiting. I am pursuing publishing this because I haven't been totally discouraged yet by the lack of response. It's one thing to write the thing, another matter entirely to get it published. And then if I am fortunate enough to have a publisher bring it to light, there comes the promotion. Not a whole lot of writing going on when that's happening. Live From the Road is a rollicking journey where Jack Kerouac meets Martha Stewart on acid. At least that's the way it seems as four females hit the road for adventure and enlightenment. They end up with a whole lot more! It's my favorite of all the books I've written because of its poignant simplicity. Perhaps one of these days I'll post an excerpt.