Most everyone knows I've been on a blog tour for Spirit Shapes (the latest Tempe Crabtree mystery) and that take a lot of time to promote. There's no point in doing a blog tour unless you promote it every day and go back and see who has commented. Necessary, because the person who comments on the most blogs will have his/her name used in my next Tempe.
This month I went on a trip to Portland with the publisher of my Rocky Bluff P.D. crime novels. We drove from Central CA to Medford OR in one day, and then onto the convention center that was holding Wordstock in Portland. We unloaded tables and chairs and lots of books and carted stuff to the other end of the convention hall. After that we drove around Portland's freeways (as bad as L.A.s with just as crazy drivers) to find a place to eat and then our hotel. And by the way, I was the navigator for all this with the help of a GPS.
The next day we attended Wordstock and talked to many people about the books on display. That evening, we found a nice place to eat close to the hotel before heading back to bed. No sooner did we get into our room when I had some kind of scary heart incident.
The next day we went back to the convention center, again talked to people about the books, and in the late afternoon, packed up everything and headed back to the hotel. No problems. The next morning we left for home.
The first night home, I had another heart incident. Next day went to my doctor, had an EKG. Was sent for blood work--which turned out to be okay, but an appointment was made with a cardiologist.
Saw him, he thinks I had a heart attack and I'm signed up for a bunch of tests. Meanwhile heart is still weird at times though usually I feel fine.
I have some book events scheduled, and guess I'll just keep moving on and pray for the best. And maybe I'll get back to writing soon.
Marilyn
