Thursday, December 8, 2011
Next Stop: St. Louis
Although this is my third or fourth, or maybe fifth stop on this journey called a book tour, it is more exciting and frightening than even the National Press Club's Author's Night in the nation's capital. I've come home to where this whole writing thing began. The mother who taught me most of what I know about where apostrophes belong and why participles shouldn't dangle, died almost five years ago. My father, who founded the newspaper for which I wrote my first article, died almost wo decades before she did. Now I face my second toughest audience after my mother: friends. Stay tuned.