It’s been wonderful reading to all the friendly (and loyal) readers, friends and family who’ve come out to recent events at Third Street Books in McMinnville, Powell’s Books in Portland, and Elliott Bay Book Company in Seattle. Great energy, and intelligent questions that help me clarify my thinking on all sorts of issues about form, style, characterization, and the writing and publication processes. For some reason, though, I cannot seem to keep the times of my readings straight.  I keep thinking something’s at 6:30, when it’s at 7 pm, or 7:30 when, again, it’s 7, or just getting the entire day wrong.  I’m hoping this is not a manifestation of some deep ambivalence or self-destructive tendency, since that would be par for my psyche’s course.