This week a reader of The Sanibel Sunset Detective novels e-mailed me several questions, ending with this one: “Why does a man with ten published books to his credit spend his time hawking a handful of them in an airport?”…
This week a reader of The Sanibel Sunset Detective novels e-mailed me several questions, ending with this one: “Why does a man with ten published books to his credit spend his time hawking a handful of them in an airport?”…
Reading through Next, Gordon Pinsent’s delightful autobiography (written with his friend, and mine, George Anthony), reminds me of the first time I got to know Gordon while we were trapped in a snow drift in northern British Columbia with one legendary…