The Literary Drover No. 3690

As I get older I find I have less interest in Noise and prefer Sound:

Noise: A middle-aged guy in an unfinished detached garage, molesting an electric guitar in a tone-deaf homage to Stevie Ray Vaughn’s “Texas Flood”.

Sound: A light breeze caressing the upper branches of a pine forest before descending into a valley where it repeats its gentle ways with grass dried by summer heat.

Noise: A radio pushed to its limits, distorted as it attempts to be heard over the roar and rumble of a motorcycle engine.

Sound: The sweet song of a male Western Meadowlark.

While doing research for a Jhon Collector Mystery that involved bushwhacking I came to a place where Sound was the norm and I paused to listen to the soundtrack of Nature. When I resumed my journey I did so with a sense of renewal and new focus.

The Literary Drover No. 3125

Previously I mentioned that I took a short break from this effort to plan for the next phase of a project now a year old.

The next phase includes the war now underway against independent booksellers around the world.

The need to support independent booksellers around the world grows each day. Ensure their existence by purchasing books in person or online from independent booksellers in Glendora, CA.!