April 1

28 days to April 1 when my latest book, THIEVES, RASCALS & SORE LOSERS, materializes.

Here's a smidgen of the 62,000 words I wrote:

from Chapter 1, Hauling Mail on a Mule

In 1853, William Parker Carr crossed Old Muddy in a flat-bottomed wooden boat that lurched from bank to bank. 

When he stumbled from the ferry, he set his boots on Unorganized Territory. It wasn't Nebraska yet, but it would be soon. 

Carr landed six miles south of Table Creek where he found his first job: delivering mail on a mule. If he'd been smart, he would have declined. The last mail carrier set out with his load of letters and never came back, perhaps because the mail route crossed the land of the Pawnee, those skilled robbers of horses and mules. 

But Carr needed a job so he took it.