Winter greetings!
January 28, 2021, Bishop CA
It’s been a pleasure to meet many of you virtually since the release of Miracle Country. You made 2020 feel much less lonely.
This summer and fall I passed as much time in the desert and the mountains as I could, while spending what felt like months hiding inside from wildfire smoke. I wrote about life in small-town California in the age of Covid and wildfires for the Los Angeles Times, and I chatted with the Los Angeles Review of Books about reckoning with the idea home and the origins of Miracle Country.
Got a book club? I’d love to join you!
Contact me here to arrange a video visit
I also shoveled lots of snow! (And here I just wrote a book about how Bishop is a desert…) To see the whole post, click the image.
One silver lining of so much of life going virtual: time and distance has been overcome, and I can Zoom into any book club.
In October, I talked with readers (six feet apart in our lawn chairs) while smoke billowed over the mountains and ash rained on our heads. But I can join your book club without the environmental hazards. Get in touch.
A local display. Thanks to Spellbinder Books in my hometown of Bishop, CA for all their support! (If you’re in Bishop and haven’t been in Spellbinder lately, go see their Miracle Country WALL!)
Winter 2020 feels like a strange combination of darkness and hope. The snow is beautiful when it dusts the mountains. And for good measure, here's my dad, aka Pop, sharing Miracle Country with the nurses at the local hospital for Thanksgiving—because nothing pairs with a mask like roller blades.
