After a wonderful kickoff for When the Moon Turns to Blood at Powell’s, I hit the road for some events and to commemorate writing a book with a big looping road trip around the West: Spokane, Missoula, Butte, Bozeman.
You were in Missoula? How did I not know this? I suppose it's my reclusive fault. I'm sorry I missed you. I'm beginning to think we will NEVER meet....
You were in Missoula? How did I not know this? I suppose it's my reclusive fault. I'm sorry I missed you. I'm beginning to think we will NEVER meet....