Hillbillies and Hitmen was fun, but it became a caricature of itself (or maybe of me). How much of a hick can I be today? That sort of thing. Sure, I’m a hick—and proud of it—but that often seemed like the entire focus of the blog…that and whatever dumb topics happened to catch my attention. The fact that it was a writer’s blog somehow got obscured by the silliness. Mea culpa.
So here it is: a brand-spanking-new blog. Maine Crime Writer. I think the title is descriptive enough. This one will be more about writing—and being a crime writer in Maine—than the old one. I’ll also do a lot more with book reviews and author profiles. There will still be links to other writers’ sites, as well as my friends’ blogs; I’ll get those up as soon as possible.
Exciting things are happening with my career right now. I hope to be able to share that news here soon.
Thanks for coming by.
P.
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9 comments:
Lookin' good, Patrick.
OK, I'm up for this. Do I need any special winter weather gear for this?
Like your hick ways won't shine through. You live in Maine, it's in our skin. It's like eating an Italian and drinking Moxie.
Couldn't stand Moxie. Back when there was such a thing, S&OK orange soda and a Ham and Salami Italian. Now that's good eats.
No. S&OK Strawberry. Pat's used to be the last place I could find it, but they didn't have it the last time I went in. Hmmm... Pat's Pizza. I am getting ready for lunch, maybe I'll head downtown.
Who you callin' vermin? I prefer riff-raff.
I dig vermin and riff-raff. Hicks, too.
Looking smart, Patrick ... break a leg, man.
Oh...I wondered where you went. Glad to find the new look - it becomes you.
P.S. You are not a hick. You are metropolitanly-challenged.
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