Excerpt from WheatyardIt's Wednesday, which means that I'm a day late in posting this excerpt from Wheatyard, this time from chapter eight:
He certainly wasn't a sunbather. His pasty skin suggested he only went outdoors when he needed to—house to truck, and from truck to Simon's or Mullen's Tap or The Grind or Cellar Books. The sedentary act of sunbathing didn't fit him, nor the vain goal of a deep tan. I guessed that his house was such an oven that day that only sitting outside offered any relief. But not even being outside separated him from his writing; hence, the notebook and what must have been his latest misunderstood masterpiece.Pre-orders are now being taken at Kuboa Press.
I can't wait to read this. I'm going to download it, then order a hard copy. I love the cover, too. Did you have any say in the cover?
Posted by: Brandon at Apr 11, 2013 6:32:31 PM
No, the cover was a complete surprise - and I couldn't be happier with it. Eventually I want to get a large print made of the cover, and hang it on my wall. I hope you enjoy the book.
Posted by: Pete at Apr 12, 2013 4:05:33 PM