Writing The Fast Red Road, I listened to that Marty Robbins song on a loop for ten months. So, always feels cool to BE there. Was cool again this time, for Texas Book Festival. I’m the worst at taking pics—at remembering to take pics (but, I’m also pretty uninterested in the “taking” part—but, luckily, Becky Gomez was on hand, flitting around the venue like a shutterbug.
Here’s the place we were before it filled up—these are always my favorite shots:
And here it is with the people:
And me, way up front:
Then the signing:
And, and and and, I DID find some snapshots I actually took! One of the place I always eat when I’m in Texas, and one of some red boots I really dug and may yet pick up:
Not sure when I’m back in Texas, but it’s never long, I’m always there. Really? I’ve never actually left, at least inside.