Been procrastinating on something. As many already know, my good friend and gonzo crime fiction scribe Greg Bardsley (at left in the stripes...picture taken in Indianapolis just before Neil Smith knocked me out with Frank Bill's approval and Victor Gischler looking out for the cops...) has secured a book deal for his novel CASH OUT. Long time coming if you ask me. How long? Let us count the years, up and comers...the freakin' years. Frustrations mounted on frustrations, close calls wedged against moments where I'm sure Greg wanted fire up the grill and set multiple novel manuscripts and rejections aflame. Anyway, Greg and I have gotten to know each other over the past couple of years, steering each other around the writing pitfalls and working on a project together that has now, finally, come to fruition. Greg is a great guy with buckets of enthusiasm and energy and a great writer. But, alas, now it's time to kick him off of the trench gang list on the right hand side of this blog. You know what I really do wish? I wish I could kick everyone off that trench gang list with book deals. It's a tough business. Just keep telling good tales and keep your heads high, people....-
Godspeed, G-Money, and stay awesome.