Lessons from Tombstone

All the bruises have faded to yellow. The scrapes and cuts have healed. The idea of swinging into a saddle no longer makes me shudder. Several people have asked, “Was it worth it? Did you learn anything?” The answer is not just yes. It’s hell, yes. When you walk down the broad Tombstone streets toward … Read more…

Okay, I know they’re actors, but…

… when a gentleman dressed as Doc Holliday or Wyatt Earp stops by to chat at my book table, it is a thrill. Yesterday, I spent seven hours in the bookstore and gift shop at the O.K. Corral, while hundreds of people shuffled through, buying souvenirs and tickets to the gunfight reenactment done 2-3 times … Read more…

Why don’t (s)he write?

Remember that line from Dances With Wolves? Kevin Costner and a teamster come across a skeleton and the teamster says, “Somewhere back east, his sister is wondering, Why don’t he write?” I’m not dead, but I’ll  put it this way: 1500+ people have climbed Mt. Everest. Only 67 have completed this ride. About 4:30 yesterday, … Read more…

Tombstone trip: packing up

Book publicists tend to think geographically, not climatically. When A Thread of Grace was published in January of 2005, the first week of the tour was on the West Coast. The events started in San Diego (sunny and 80), with stops in San Francisco (rain and 55), Portland and Seattle (more rain, 45), and ended … Read more…

Going west-ern

Since writing THE SPARROW, I’ve attended a number of science fiction conventions and enjoyed them hugely, but I’ve never been one to wear Spock ears or dress up as an Imperial Stormtrooper. This reluctance to live out fantasies in public could be a sign of dignity and reserve; more likely, it’s clear-eyed realism about how … Read more…