I attended a promotional co op meeting yesterday and learned how ignorant I am with social media. Think I'm hopeless. I need to hire a teen to take over this whole aspect for me. I guess that means I'm getting old. But I write young stories. I guess my brain is selectively old. It pictures my body as 45 and my attitudes as 30. It's only in the morning that my body tells me I'm really old. Those times during the day hurt.
My graphic artist, Steve Linebaugh is seeking more work. He does my covers, posters, card design, newsletter and web design, and ad work. I couldn't be happier with him, so if you need artwork, contact Steve. Contact him at email@example.com. Use my name liberally as an intro.