Merry Christmas to each and every one of you. I hope that wherever you are and whatever you are doing, you are surrounded by people you love. And please take a moment to remember the police officers, firefighters, first responders, nurses, doctors and other medical people who are at work today instead of being with their families. And say a special prayer for our men and women in uniform who are away from their families this holiday season so that you and I can be with ours in peace.
A few years ago my cousin Berni Frees and her husband Rocky decided to try the fulltime RV lifestyle, and though it wasn’t the right choice for them and they decided to take another direction in life, we had a wonderful time hanging out with them at RV parks from Indiana to Tennessee to Arizona. One afternoon we were sitting under their motorhome’s awning at Elkhart Campground in Indiana when somebody stopped by and asked if I would autograph a copy of the Gypsy Journal for him. This happens now and then, but it really impressed Berni. (She doesn’t get out much.) She had to call her sister in Ohio to tell her, “Guess what? Nick’s famous! People ask him for his autograph!” I tried to tell her that I’m a medium sized fish in a very small bowl at best, but who am I to disabuse her of the notion. Like I said, Berni doesn’t get out much.
But to be honest, I think we all have our private little delusions of grandeur, right? No? Really? It’s just me? Well darn it, maybe a couple of my ex-wives were right and I really am an egotistical jerk!
So I may be a legend in my own mind, but even in my wildest Walter Mitty moments, at least I know who I am. Or at least I thought I did, until the other day. I wasn’t aware of it, but an author friend of mine told me that CreateSpace, the book printing division of Amazon, apparently has a program in which people can buy books at a discounted price for resale, and that a lot of them were for sale on eBay. So I logged onto the online auction site and sure enough, there are several of my books for sale by different vendors. I don’t really care, I get paid my royalty from CreateSpace for every sale, but I was surprised by a listing for Big Lake, the first book in my Big Lake mystery series.
Not surprised to see the book listed for sale, but rather by the book’s description in the auction. First of all, it is listed as nonfiction, but I promise, I made the whole thing up. Or maybe I didn’t! Check out the author’s bio further down in the ad. I don’t know who that Nick Russell is, but it sure sounds like he’s had a lot more adventurous life than me!
Just for the hell of it, I wrote to the seller and pointed him toward my real author bio on Amazon and told him that he had the wrong information and that I’m not even British, let alone a Brit that distinguished! He responded and told me rather curtly that he got his information from the publisher (that would be me) and to take my claim up with them (me). I was wrong, I’m not the author. Damn, there I go getting delusional again!
Miss Terry doesn’t need any delusions, she truly is wonderful at everything she does, as her latest weaving creation shows. This scarf is a late Christmas gift to a very special little girl, and I think it’s going to keep her very warm, don’t you?
Yesterday we had a nice Christmas Eve dinner with Terry’s parents, sisters Dani and Lisa, Lisa’s husband Jim and Dani’s daughter Andrea. Anytime you sit me down at a table loaded with food and surround me with beautiful women, I’m a happy little fellow, delusional or not.
Thought For The Day – When the right person hugs you at just the right time, all of your broken pieces stick back together.