Back by popular demand, a few more Kiritimati (Christmas) Island photographs. If you hadn't guessed, fishing is what most visitors to the island do, pretty much all day every day. It's also true that I broke a borrowed fishing rod (est. value: $600) on the second morning of the trip. Oops. Luckily, I wasn't only there to fish. The end of said fishing rod meant that I could get back to the business of snapping photographs and contemplating thermonuclear target practice, which is of course what brought me--not to mention British and US cold warriors--to Christmas Island in the first place.
In other news, it's four days and counting since we sold our one and only car, and so far we're still alive. Ask me how that whole thing is going in December, when it's raining sideways here in the Northwest. But so far so good.
I'm off to Holland this coming Saturday for an exciting assignment, but I have to keep that one under wraps for now. Meanwhile, with book launch fast approaching, I have set up a little Facebook group, scheduled my first couple of readings, and am eagerly awaiting word from authors who we have asked to take a sneak peek at the manuscript. The headache that is book publicity is impressively summarized by the writer who put together this amusing video.