“And if you need a reminder on the spelling of my name, use this as a reference” I said, holding up a copy of my new book, and pointing to my name. I didn’t think I was being subtle.
“I know how to spell your name, Josh, it hasn’t been that long!” My buddy at the reception desk seemed slightly hurt that I thought she’d forget.
“No..no…LOOK! It’s my NEW BOOK!!!!”
The proof copy of The Captain’s Logbook had arrived that morning, and boy was I pumped.
Later on that day, meeting an unsuspecting elderly gentleman: “Urdman? That’s a similar name. Mine’s Urban. Look.”
Can I get this made into a nametag? Or perhaps a face tattoo? You know, something sophisticated and understated.
I sat on the porch this morning and thumbed through it. It sort of wrote itself. Most folks look through a telescope, go “cool”, and leave it at that. But, like anything, practice makes perfect, and there’s a knack to it. So, the text on how to observe, what to look for, and suggested projects leapt nimbly onto the page. The editing, however, did not. As I sat in the sunshine and was peacefully looking at effort…it landed on my head. There, towards the back…a sentence repeated. BUGGER. It reminds me of that King Crimson song “I repeat myself when I’m distressed I repeat myself when I’m distressed I repeat myself when I’m distressed.” Off to work on that…SO CLOSE!
Dig the Amazon listing! And hey, drop me a note for a special Reader discount. I’ll get ya taken care of. Although, give it a few days unless you want this rare “double stamp” edition. :)
In the meantime, I invite you to join me in the yearly contest with a buddy named Kevin. We see how many turtles we can help across the road, and post pictures on Instagram of our rescues. I snagged a good one yesterday a bit west of Amelia, VA.
Crush the competition, not turtles. Dig that, Kev!
Josh