I don't know how this happened, but my HARROWING tour starts tomorrow (actually Friday, but I leave tomorrow). It seems only right to kick off in New Orleans - the most haunted and haunting city - maybe in the world. I'll finally get to STOP all this pre-pub craziness and just celebrate in my favorite place in the country, and also pay tribute, a year after Katrina. Ernesto downsized and moved East, so I think we're in the clear...
My friend and sister Killerette Heather Graham is hosting a Writers For New Orleans workshop, to get people into town to spend some money this week. I'll be doing two panels - one on "Things that Go Bump in the Night", and one on "Pre-Publication Promotion". Not exactly unfamiliar topics! - and I get to talk ghosts with Heather and Christine Feehan and Deborah LeBlanc.
And - we'll be doing some kind of show Saturday night - all I know is I get to do "Lady Marmelade" with Heather. Now I ask you - does it get any better than that? "Lady Marmelade", in New Orleans, with my real soul sister. Man, oh man, do I need to cut loose like that just about now - and LM is about as loose as it gets. Bring it on!
I'm just turning in THE PRICE today - tonight! - so there has been no time AT ALL to really process that THE HARROWING is out... Friday... but I'm starting to get the nicest letters already from people I don't know, which is almost painfully wonderful - people are having JUST the experience of the book that I wanted to create. It's just magic, the way that works... makes all the rest of the craziness worth while.
And it's definitely going to get crazy. After New Orleans it's South Carolina, Georgia, Florida, North Carolina, Tennessee... and then on to California. (Tour dates here.) I'll be checking in (on my travel-sized Macbook!) and I really will try to document as much of it as possible.
I have to say I'm not ready for all this - I'd just about sell my soul for one more week to prep! - but what the hell - no turning back, now. And really, I live for the road. Nice to have such a great excuse to just hit the highway.
I'll leave you with my favorite writing procrastination - the Bourbo Cam. Check in about 10 pm this Friday night and you may see me dancing along the street. I'll be the one with the... beads.