Guillermo and I were in the car taking a little day trip. We visited some quaint little towns that reminded me of Mystic Springs, the little town in Hair of the Dog. I snapped some photos. He drove as I finished up some edits and played around on my Droid, checking emails and such.
With a hint of dread in my voice, I said, "I got my first review for Hair of the Dog." "Que'," he replied. So I repeated my statement and told him how I get a sick feeling in the pit of my stomach whenever I know I have a review. Why? I don't know. They're usually good.
Sizzling Hot Book Reviews.