February 4th, 2009

The recent book signing tour was through Nevada and Arizona. I visited several book stores and had a speaking engagement at the Prospector’s Association annual meeting in Kingman. I met a lot of nice people there. I got lost once or twice but didn’t mind much because I was listening to a book on CD called Twilight. I’m a little late to the genius of this material, I know. It’s a great love story. The primary target audience for the book is teenage girls, but I was captivated by it just the same. I couldn’t help remembering what it was like to be 17 again and waiting on my grandmother’s porch for my crush to drive by. I can’t say life was simpler even then, but I had just enough innocence that the future still had a rosy tinge. I fell in love really quickly when I was much younger. That scared guys away. My ex-husband can attest to that. And I wasn’t shy about telling the object of my desire how I felt either. I would admit to them, “I’m in love with you, I want to marry you, I want to move in with you.” And they’d respond, “Ma’am, give me the ten bucks for the pizza and I’ll be outta here.” Things with the Roy Rogers/Dale Evans project are moving along slowly, but they are moving. It’s been hinted that to promote the initial production of the film a major casting call for young lady equestrians is in the works. The Cowboy and the Senorita film will include many lady riders to participate in the reenactments of the rodeos the duo hosted. I’m a little old for a part, but maybe I’ll take a riding lesson or two anyway. I could be an extra way, way off in the distance. And now I have to go and unpack. That’s the worst part of the book signing tour – the unpacking.