Spent the day so far doing laundry and writing a blog post about a bit of Swiss history that will be obscure to most people in the world but NOT to the Swiss. Since a couple of my long, long, long, long ago great-great-great-grand uncles were involved in it, and I know about it, and it has an important place in The Brothers Path, it’s not obscure to me. Still, it’s — I admit it — pretty obscure.
One of the big challenges I’m having right now is finding photos to share with the book tour. Let’s face it. I’m like every other woman in the world and I want photos that make me look good. Not good enough for Trump (thank you, God!) who doesn’t want to grab anyone over 35 anyway, but you know, something that doesn’t make me look like a troll. Don’t tell me I always look good; I know that’s just flattery (there, I used the word).
And then there was the “debate.” ’nuff said.