I recently made a run out to the Clackamas Book Exchange to stock The Old Crow Book Club. Ever since its release, Linda, the store's only employee and passionate advocate for Lord Calvert scotch, has hustled the book with astonishing and unique gusto quite unlike any bookstore clerk or owner I've ever met in my literary career. I mean, she's basically dragooning customers into reading it because the issue of homelessness is very important to her; she almost endued up homeless herself and would have had not for her sister. She was living on the minimum Social Security payment and what she scraped up managing a second-hand bookstore. It isn't nearly enough to afford anything decent or even terrible in the area and thank the Lord she has family.
This new country hit would be a great tag team with your prior piece, ": “I Had to Put My Dog Down. Wish it Had Been My Ex-girlfriend.”
Family matters. Always enjoy your writing, thanks Matt.