I am still not at all looking forward to my visit to Denver, which is now barely over a week away.  The picture is probably overstating things, as I have nothing against the town itself other than not wanting to go there but whatever.  My regional manager mentioned to me the other day that he’d see me there, and once I confirmed that was true he told me that “everything I’d heard about altitude sickness was true” and told me to expect a solid week of headaches, dehydration, sore throats and getting out of breath every time I exert myself a little tiny bit. This from the guy who wanted me to be excited about the trip.

Whee.

Apparently posting the book cover for the next Benevolence Archives book yesterday flipped some sort of Author Switch in me, because I made additional progress toward actually making Tales a real thing this evening.  To wit: I emailed a Real Author of my acquaintance and asked him if he’d be willing to contribute a blurb to the cover.  This was a bit of a Keanu moment, honestly.

I will, of course, report back if he agrees to provide said blurb.  I can think of reasons why he might say no (all entirely legitimate and fair, mind you) but in the meantime let’s all cross our fingers.