Friday, May 17, 2013
But no, my bee hind has been planted in a hard chair in my home as I've stared at a screen (the one I'm staring at right now), Tweeting, Googling, and Facebooking. These terms are quite new, but frequently employed in this screen oriented age we live in.
I forgot to mention "blogging", and that's obviously what I'm doing in this moment. I'm also watching the clock because I've got an appointment in 40 minutes.
I've got a book coming out on June 11 called God On The Rocks; Distilling Religion, Savoring Faith from Jericho books, and a CD called "pm" coming out around the same time. And the only way you can market anything these days is to blog, tweet, and FB about it.
But I've got something else up my sleeve.
I want to get away from the screen, and connect with human beings in non-virtual places.
I need a road trip.
If I'm going to be seated, I'm thinking it needs to be in a car. If you've been reading my blog, you know I love old Fords, particularly Falcons, particularly Falcon station wagons, and even more particularly, Falcon Country Squire wagons- you know the car- it's got fake wood sides.
I just gave my old Infiniti SUV to one of my daughters. And I'm driving a 2001 Lexus sedan. It's got a lot of pep, and I've even road tripped a bit with it. But the romance isn't there. The only Japanese car that contains any road romance to it is perhaps a Toyota FJ60, the cool mid '80s SUV. With lousy seats.
And we can't have that, because I think this blog is about sitting.
I'm not all that patriotic, but nothing really compares to American cars, at least if you're writing a story.
So, this summer, after I get back from Norway (I know, I know... what a life), I want to hit every bookstore and listening room from Savannah to Boston, and I want to drive. I've got books and CDs to hawk, and I've also got to start another book.
Why not write my next one on the road? Now that God On The Rocks is about to be in print, I need to follow it up with more stories about real life, and where better to find those stories than on the highways and byways.
Are you with me? Anyone want a lift?
I'm thinking of seeing the East Coast through the windshield of a Ford Flex. Seems like the closest thing I'm going to find to an old Falcon wagon, where all my early road trips started. Boxy and nostalgic looking without being really stupid looking like a PT Cruiser. Sounds good to me. As long as it's black.