The writers, goofing off

So, to the dentist early this morning, on Steve's behalf.  This was the last in a series of four dental-related adventures scheduled for this week.  Everything's come out well.  I do wish there was dental insurance available anywhere in the beautiful state of Maine, though.  Ow.

Since we were already out, and the sun was, too; and after Steve had eaten his fill of a breakfast that wasn't "soft," we pointed Argent the Subaru in the direction of the Great City of Augusta, where it was our intention to visit our "local" Barnes and Noble to sign stock, and also to take on Tesla: Inventor of the Electric Age.

Stock consisted of one hardcover Trade Secret, and one each paperbacks Fledgling, Saltation, Mouse and Dragon, and was quickly dealt with.

The Tesla bio was not in stock, so it's being sent along to the house as soon as BN finds one in the warehouse.

Bidness done, we mooched around; Steve was being entranced by the games and toys.  I wandered over to the Writing and Publishing section, and saw a book titled Book in a Month: The Fool-Proof System for Writing a Novel in 30 Days. The dental bill very much in my mind, I picked this up, to find that it is authored by one Victoria Lynn Schmidt, PhD, who has written several books touching on the craft of writing, but does not appear, herself, to have actually written a novel.

Am I wrong to want a book about a fool-proof system for writing a novel in 30 days to have actually been written by someone who, oh, I don't know, writes novels?  In 30 days?  And sells them?

Sheesh.

After that disappointment, it was all the more delightful to find our friend Stew minding the music section.  We shot many bulls; Steve bought a Tai Chi DVD and I bought a Yoga DVD, and as we were standing there getting the credit cards sorted out, I said, "Nice fiddle music," and Steve agreed.  Stew showed us the cover for "What's Playing Now" and we added Lindsey Stirling to our pile.  For, as it turns out, free, because BN was having an in-store "buy two, get the third free" sale.

We played the new music on the way home.  I gotta tell you what -- I'd've played the hell of this thing when I was incarcerated working at Colby.

Here, try one.

The schedule for the rest of the day includes writing, and laundry, and maybe a nap. Because -- rising ridiculously early four days in a row?  So not cool.