(Above: The first rule of adventure: Make sure you pack more than a bra. Though I doubt that author and I define "adventuress" the same way.)
So I had to postpone my seance! I'm slaving away on revisions for my latest (non-Kiki) book, and I haven't had time for anything else. But I'm hoping I'll be finished by this weekend--just in time for ADVENTURE! The seance may even be back on. (It depends on whether my guests are still available. You didn't think I was planning to chat to a ghost by myself, did you?!)
I'll be back with an update soon. In the meantime, would one of you PLEASE go have an adventure for me?
Actually, that reminds me . . . A very good friend of mine recently returned from a remarkable African adventure. He was on a small plane that crashed in the middle of Namibia. He then had to walk over four miles through a national park to get help. A park filled with lions, rhinos, and other unfriendly beasts. I'll see if I can convince him to write the whole story himself. It's pretty incredible!
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On the weekend I rode through a rain shower to get to a stamp show. This afternoon, I'll be parking bicycles at a professional golf tournament.
That's fairly mild as adventures go, I'll admit. But you have to start somewhere.
Robert now thoroughly dried out in San Diego
I stayed at the infamously haunted Stanley Hotel over the weekend if that counts as an adventure. We did almost get blown off a mountain at one point...
Ohhhhh my that's crazy! I will try to go on an adventure! I promise! Keep continuing with adventures! I can't wait for the new book!
WAIT!!!! SO DOES THIS MEAN SHES WORKING ON HER NEW ETERNAL ONES NOVEL?
In March I'm going to NYC for 3 days. It's for a newspaper conference at Columbia, but maybe the subway will break down and that could be an adventure. One can only hope! :)
I found four skeleton keys, at least three of which belonged to my great-grandmother. I don't know what any of them go to. And the fourth one? I have no idea where it came from.
I found the other three in an inside pocket (not quite well hidden enough to be secret, but still) of a large and positively hideous purse that I got after she died. (Seriously. The fabric would have been very pretty on a chair or a couch, but...) When I first got it, it took a while to find the pocket. When I did, I put the keys in a music box and occasionally fiddled around with them.
But now there's a fourth key in the box with them.
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