Two-hundred copies of my book are shipped. My best suit, three ties, and assorted travel essentials packed, I head to the Tampa airport.
Imagine my surprise when I deplane, after only one-hour’s flight, to be greeted by a life-sized photograph of turtle-y Mitch McConnell.
Frankfurt, Germany or Frankfort, Kentucky – I guess, as an author, I should do a better job of spell checking!