
We’re busy ready galleys for “American Gothic,” which is scheduled for April publication. No matter how far in advance these things get done (or how late), I always end up with galleys that need to be read IMMEDIATELY. Don’t know why that’s the way it is, but it is.
Meanwhile, I got a call late in the afternoon to visit a small music store up on the bluff to check out some handmade mandolins and guitars a builder was bringing in to show while making a delivery on a custom-made instrument. The craftsmanship was exquisite. I resisted the impulse to buy, but I’m thinking about ordering one. The maker has some 100-year-old flame maple...