So, did you all miss me last week? I’ve been writing this blog every Wednesday for — well, it seems a little like forever, but it’s actually only been a few months; and I missed last Wednesday. Those of you following my column with bated breath were, no doubt, sorely disappointed.
Ego trip aside, I’ve been far too busy to geocache or even write about geocaching. Last week I attended and “covered,” in reporter-speak, the Biotechnology Industry Organization’s annual meeting at Boston’s bright new convention and exhibition center, surrounded by Boston’s bright new riot-control police, and bringing up more ethical questions than it answered. Yikes!
So I was delighted to make a long weekend of it and head down to Provincetown with Paul on Thursday. I did a fair amount of book promotion on the trip, “appearing” (so to speak) for the second time on WOMR to talk about it, securing placement at the Provincetown Bookshop, and getting a lot of viral marketing done at my local pub, the Squealing Pig. It was the bartender’s first mention in a book of any kind (I’d thanked him in the acknowledgments), and he was quick to share that milestone with other patrons.
I also spent some time at the library, where I donated a copy of the geocaching book and interviewed someone for the reading book and signed one of my novels that I happened to see on the shelf — a lot of hats to juggle, but P’Town is like Apple: everything *just works*.
But there’s geocaching on the horizon! We have plans to spend Saturday with Paul’s son Jacob, geocaching near his “other” home while his sister attends a Bat Mitzvah, so by next week I should have some great finds to report!
Until then …. remember to open your heart!
– Jeannette Cézanne
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