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RGI: Beyond The Blotter - Official Newsletter Volume 6, Issue 3

2008-10-24T15:41:16Z


	October 2008 Volume 6, Issue 3


Still Signing After All These Years...

I guess since today is my daughter's birthday, I am feeling a little nostalgic... There have been a lot of changes in my life since she was born back in '99 and shortly thereafter in early 2000 my first book, Harm None, hit the streets. For instance, things like eight more books, a few articles, and a couple of short stories for anthologies under my belt. The loss of my father, the kid growing up way too fast, and my wife getting prettier by the day. (I think she is using me as a portrait in the attic sort of thing, you know what I mean?) And, of course, this newsletter. My very first attempt at a newsletter was more along the lines of a "what I did this year" holiday letter, enclosed in a card sent out to everyone who had signed up on my mailing list. (Not many folks back then to be honest, so my postage bill was actually small.)
Eventually it graduated from there to a quarterly paper newsletter printed out on my laser here at home, then stuffed in an envelope and mailed. As time dragged on, it became a multi-page, twice per year offering, printed, mechancially folded, stamped, and mailed by my publicist and going out to well over 1000 fans plus countless bookstores. Then, the USPS raised postage... In an attempt to come into the 21st century, I set up the current incarnation - the electronic newsletter. So far that has worked out well. But, even with all the changes - in the newsletter, my personal life, and even the lives of the RGI characters themselves, one thing has remained constant. If an author wants to sell books, then that author needs to tour the country and do booksignings. So, here we are, pretty much a decade gone by since I signed the contract for the first RGI novel, and I'm on the road as much as ever. Usually 6-7 months out of the year, although I purposely built in some downtime for 2008. Still, even with taking some time off this year to spend with family, I recently embarked - along with my dear friend and cohort in crime, Dorothy Morrison - on the longest one-shot book release tour I had ever done. A grand total of 24 days, with 18 of them being in a single stretch and only a small break for me to catch my breath.
		Signing a copy of Blood Moon at the 13 Magickal Moons Release Party

Don't get me wrong... I am not complaining at all. The truth is I had a great time and saw parts of the country I had always wanted to visit. Although, when on tour, visiting pretty much takes the form of watching it go by the window as you speed along the highway or fly over the top of it. But, still, I had a chance to meet wonderful folks and see wonderful sights. So, the rest of this newsletter is pretty much devoted to a mini "travelogue"... Where I've been, what I've done and seen, and the silliness along the way. I'm sure there were several "you just had to be there moments" that I won't be able to do justice on the page, but I hope you enjoy reading about the tour as much as I enjoyed being on it.



5000+ Miles Over 24 Days In A Not So Circular Circle

		You'll have to excuse me if I don't make much sense while recounting this trip. You see, I'm pretty sure I have PTMD. *Post-Traumatic Morrison Disorder. Yeah, imagine that... After 17+ days in a car with Morrison I suppose I was bound to suffer some kind of ill effects. I mean, there I was, minding my own business, and the next thing I knew I was on tour with her again. I guess PTMD is to be expected. How in the hell do I get myself into these situations? Seriously though, it really was all good (well, mostly), and no PTMD to be had. You see, Morrison and I somehow managed to convince ourselves that since we had done several 10 day tours together with no problem, and had even graduated to a 14 day tour a year or so ago, that 17 days wasn't out of the question. Obviously, dementia has set in for both of us due to our advanced age, because we forgot that following the 14 day stint we had sworn never to do that to ourselves again. Now, before you get the wrong idea, neither of us killed the other. We didn't even argue. Nor did we break down and cry. But, I have to say we were both abso-freakin-lutely exhausted* by the end of the tour. And when I say exhausted, I mean it. To illustrate, when I arrived back home on Monday night, I went straight to bed - about 9:30 PM... Got up at 6 AM to get the wife off to work and kid off to school... Fell asleep on the couch... Woke up at 5 PM... Watched TV for a couple of hours... Went to bed a bit after 8 PM and didn't get up again until 6 AM the next day. That's really not like me, but like I said... I was exhausted...
The Not So Circular Trek

You Want Me To Sign What? (Ohio - Earth Warriors Festival - 9/26-9/28)

Of course, I guess I am starting at the end (no pun intended), so I suppose I should back up just a second (still no pun intended)... You see, immediately prior to this insane book release tour - as in just a few days prior - Morrison and I were both speakers at the first Annual Earth Warriors Festival in Ohio. While this was considered part of the tour, our new novels were not officially released just yet. HOWEVER, we DID have a copy of each on hand to place in the silent auction as kind of a "pre-release" goodie. (See my blog entry "The Good, The Bad, and The Fuglee" all about the EWF here.) Anywho, the blog says it all, but I'll say it here again - EWF was an amazing and wonderful festival, pulled together by some amazing and wonderful folks. Morrison and I had a great time. Of course, with every great time comes some unbridled silliness, and no, I'm not talking about Morrison and me stealing a golf cart... That was silly, yes, but there was other silliness to be had. As in, "You want me to sign what?" You see, one would think that as an author you would customarily sign your books and then the occasional autograph book or notepad as well. And, for the most part that really is what we do. However, at some events there are folks who are looking for a less lasting, but more... ummm... hmmmm... well, uhhhh... shall we say, "unique" autograph? Such was the case at EWF as evidenced by the picture to the right...
		I could have sworn they said BOOK signing, not BUTT signing...

		I never did ask what happened to that Sharpie after everything was said and done... And, I don't think I want to know. (LOL) It seems the "Pirates" were the folks looking for the unique autographs, so Morrison and I both ended up signing a few butt cheeks as well as a bosom or two. I really hope none of these folks went straight to a tattoo parlor if you know what I mean. ;-) I did manage to get the last laugh, however. When asked about signing another part of the male anatomy I declined, adding that my signature was simply too long to fit. At any rate, like I said, EWF was a blast, and I am sure year two will be even better. Rumor has it Morrison and I are being invited back for year three. I can't wait! Although, if the "Pirates" are going to be there, I am liable to bring a ten-foot pole for my sharpie, some rubber gloves, and an extra large bottle of hand sanitizer (ROFL!) (Left to Right: Dorothy Morrison, Yours Truly, Wendy Rule. Center and front, Dragon Ritual Drummers. Far right: The amazing Heather Killen, owner of Violet Flame Gifts, and Earth Warriors Festival Coordinator.)

Don't Know Why I Say Hello...

Like I said, that was just a mere few days prior to leaving for the tour, so I flew home (see above blog link for details on that misadventure) only to have just enough time to wash clothes, re-pack, and say goodbye to the wife and kid. Unfortunately, not only was I leaving the family behind for a substantial while, my time spent hanging out in airports and airplanes coupled with exhaustion the weekend prior had put a giant hole in my immune system. By the time I boarded yet another "screaming metal death tube" (as my publicist likes to call airplanes) I was in the midst of a full blown cold. Mucinex and Nyquil were my best friends, and believe me, we hung out together quite a bit. At any rate, Morrison picked me up at Dulles on Thursday evening (10/2) and the next leg of the odyssey began...

PORK BUTT! PORK BUTT! (And Cake Too...) (Occoquan, VA - 13 Magickal Moons - 10/3-10/4)

One of the things about this particular tour was the fact that it was built around the launch of two new books - Blood Moon, the ninth in the Rowan Gant series, and Lucinda's Web, Morrison's first novel. Well, if you are going to launch a couple of books then that means you need to have a release party. And, what better place to have a release party than 13 Magickal Moons in Occoquan, VA, one of my absolute favorite bookstores of all time. Thusly, the festivities began on Friday, October 3... Samantha, the owner of 13 Magickal Moons, displayed yet another of her talents, pulling together a wonderful two stint at her store, all culminating in a big party with tons of food, cake, and cool folks all over the place. Her team, Jen, Regina, and Deb, went all out to make sure the party went off without a glitch (or, at least none that we could see), and that some truly amazing party favors were on hand for the attendees. Each person in attendance received a party bag filled with a mini Voodoo doll, temporary tattoos, quill pen, ink, chocolate, bookmarks, and a "broom pen" from the store. Sam even gave us the leftovers to take with us on the road, and they were a big hit with the other stores as well.
The crew also supplied Morrison and me with a basket full of goodies such as earplugs, arthritis cream, toilet paper, antacids, a first aid kit, and everything one might need for a long trip. They also set us up individually with traveling altars, prosperity spell workings, and poppets (Voodoo Dolls) of each other! I got a Morrison poppet and Morrison got a Sellars poppet. They were TOO cool, and they rode for the entire trip on the dashboard of the car... We soon discovered that the more time they spent basking in the sunlight, the more fun and profitable our gigs turned out to be!
Now, on to the food, hence the title of this section - There was more food than you can possibly imagine at the party. Meatballs, lasagna, salad, red beans and rice, bruschetta, and yes, PORK BUTT! If you are unfamiliar with the term "pork butt" it is a cut of meat, obviously pork, which qualifies as a roast. However, it does not come from the back end of the hog. It actually comes from the shoulder - the butt end of the shoulder - hence the name, pork butt. Pork butt roasts can either be served as "roasts", or in St. Louis, the big thing is to slice them into steaks and BBQ them - one of the local midwestern delicacies that can be found on many a grill during the summer months. However, coming from the south I am intimately familiar with the true calling of the pork butt, and that is PULLED PORK! Fan-Friend-And Moderator of the the RGI Fan Forms, Coldie, along with her husband, brined, rubbed, and smoked a whole mess of pork butt, which meant we had plenty of that wonderous delicacy on hand. Now that is definitely the way to a Kentucky boy's heart... Not only was there much absolutely incredible pulled pork to be had at the party, the Coldinator hooked Morrison and me up with some travel containers for the road. What a doll!!!
	Now, as with any party there must also be cake. Not only did Sam make sure there was cake on hand, she went all out! There were TWO cakes. One with the book cover for Blood Moon on it, and one with the cover of Lucinda's Web. You can see the one with Blood Moon on it above. Since this is MY newsletter, we'll just pretend Morrison's didn't exist. (LOL) Just prior to the official "cake cutting" I posed for a few photos. Of course, what with my stories being what they are, a gratuitous "kill the cake" pose was mandatory. (BTW - that little black over white convertible behind me is the car we took on tour.) Besides being one of the coolest bookstores I have ever had the pleasure of attending for a book signing, 13 Magickal Moons is also ground zero for the "Miranda Effect". That being, female fans showing up to the signing dressed as Miranda, the dominatrix serial killer from the RGI trilogy bearing her name (Love Is The Bond, All Acts Of Pleasure, and The End Of Desire)...


Left to Right: Regina (aka Mistress Gwen) and Samantha doing their Miranda impersonations. Yeah, that would be me on the ground.		Yours Truly with Suzanne reprising her role as Miranda

The "Miranda Effect" began a couple of years ago when a young lady by the name of Suzanne (pictured above, right) attended a signing in Dominatrix garb and "entertained" the masses. You may remember me blogging about it and the overwhelming positive effect it had on book sales. Well, this year, not only did Suzanne reprise her role as Miranda, but so did a couple of other gorgeous young ladies - As it turns out, those two lovelies were none other than Samantha and Regina. As always, the "Mirandas" like to get a photo op with me, and hey, I'm not complaining... I like getting the photo ops with them too! Now, lest you assume that all I did was spend the two days at 13 Magickal Moons killing food and having my picture taken with hotties, as you can see below, I actually did take time out to do a bit of work... Morrison may disagree, but that's just because she is a disagreeable sort, so don't pay any attention to her (LOL)... But, in all seriousness, many, many books were moving on both sides of the table, so Morrison and I both spent quite a bit of time signing and visiting with folks.


When not posing with the ladies I even spent time signing books (LOL)		Box 'o Gift Bags


Go South You Silly Author People... (Norfolk, VA - Mystic Moon - 10/5)

With Friday and Saturday under our belts, me still nursing a cold (although, it was tons better due to the curative properties of Samantha's special Cold and Flu Herbal Tea), Sunday morning came bright and early. Morrison and I loaded up the car and hit the road for Norfolk, Virginia. Mystic Moon, owned by Deb and Brian, started out in a stall at the flea market right across the highway from where they are now located. These folks have not only worked hard at growing the store and moving it into a large space, but they are tireless champions for the community at large. Pagan and otherwise. They run a food bank, and the tree you see behind Morrison and me in the picture (right) is decorated with the names of less fortunate folks during the Yule season. Customers can pluck a name from the tree and see to it that a kid gets something under his or her tree at home that year. I think that is one of the coolest things ever for a store to do, and I tip my hat to these folks. As to the tour stop itself, I can't say enough good things about Mystic Moon. Not only did they feed us to death with a big time potluck dinner, they actually held a show in our honor, featuring many of the talented individuals from the community. We got to visit with tremendous folks, and meet online friends face to face, such as Beth, Sabrina the Ink Witch, and SIN from Paganspace.net.
		Mugging for the camera at Mystic Moon in Norfolk, VA

And Now A Public Service Announcement: The Hidden Dangers Of Barrelepsy*...

	If you are in any way, shape, or form, a follower of Morrison's or my blog/newsletter, then you are well aware that we are Cracker Barrel Fanatics. You can stop into any Cracker Barrel in the country and 99% of the time, the food will taste exactly the same as it did in any other CB. On top of that, the service is generally fast and friendly. If you want it even faster, there are certain things you can order off the menu, such as the daily special or chicken 'n dumplin's (which are sure to be simmering already) and you can have your lunch in a flash. That way, you get back on the road quickly and can get to the next gig. Well, as with any of our other tours we frequented the Cracker Barrels along the way. The food was good, the service was great, but we unfortunately fell victim to an ailment that we had heretofore dodged all these years.
Yes, I am talking about "Barrelepsy"... A little known form of Narcolepsy which is induced by a wonderful meal at Cracker Barrel, followed by jumping back on the road, but being too relaxed to maintain the necessary adrenalin flow. Morrison and I both had severe attacks of Barrelepsy on this trip. Each day, be it after breakfast or lunch, whichever meal happened to take place at the CB along the way, within 30 minutes we would become very sleepy. With miles to cover and a hurtling convertible surrounding us, we weren't too crazy about ending up as a statistic, therefore, more than once we actually pulled off at a rest stop, got out the alarm clock, and had ourselves a 30 minute power nap before continuing on our way. Maybe Cracker Barrel should consider putting in some bunks for us weary travelers who have fallen victim to the Barrelepsy Virus... However, speaking of Cracker Barrel, I have to send a shout out to "Laura Mae" (I hope I spelled that correctly)... You see, for the first time in all our travels, we actually ended up stopping at the same Cracker Barrel twice within a few days - That being in Hattiesburg, MS. Our initial stop was for lunch on our way in to New Orleans. We were seated Laura Mae's section and I just happened to be wearing my traveling shirt that said "You know what your problem is? You're stupid."... Laura Mae played along and feigned hurt feelings, which was very cute. Then she proceeded to really take care of us, so since it was my turn to buy I left her a good tip. Then, a few days later, on our way to Huntsville, AL from NOLA, our route took us back through Hattiesburg. As it happened, we hit there at lunch time again and stopped at the same CB. Morrison was speculating as t o whether or not Laura Mae would be working, and wouldn't you know it, we were seated in her section again and she remembered us. She was a real doll and a hell of a server. Morrison left her another good tip, so who knows? Maybe we'll go back through there again some day and Laura Mae will still remember us! :) * For the record, I made up the whole Barrelepsy thing. Yes, we did have our road weary moments that required power naps, and yes they did seem to come shortly after eating, but I in no way blame Cracker Barrel for that. I blame our schedule, lack of sleep, and ANY meal from ANYWHERE would have done the same to us...

In My Mind I'm Going To Carolina...

		NORTH (Greensboro, NC - Eclectic By Nature - 10/6)
		Well, actually we went there for real, not just in our minds... And, we started with Greensboro, North Carolina at a great little store called Eclectic By Nature. Tavane, the owner, and her clientle were absolutely wonderful. As had become the standard for this tour, plenty of munchies were out on the table and tons of great folks showed up to visit with us and have books signed. Morrison and I did the "Magick Down And Dirty" workshop for a full house, then signed more books and posed for pictures with folks. It was a great time and EBN is definitely a store where we would like to return some day in the not too distant future. Everyone was great and we had a blast. By the time we got out of the shop, which is nestled in a quaint, artsy section of Greensboro, and returned to the hotel, however, the restaurant was no longer s erving since it was late on a weeknight. Although we had filled up earlier on veggies and other snacks, we were approaching hungry and needed something to get us through the night. A quick call to the local pizza joint had a Bacon, Mushroom, and Black Olive Hand Tossed pie on its way to us, and we ended up sitting in the middle of our respective beds having dinner in our pajamas. Since the hotel room came equipped with a small fridge, we planned to have cold pizza the next morning before we hit the road (hey, the breakfast of champions, right?)... But, as fate would have it, we chit chatted and ate wedges of the flat delicacy until we suddenly realized the cardboard container was completely empty. Oh well, that just meant more room for Cracker Barrel!


SOUTH (Columbia, SC - Belladonna's - 10/7)
In the AM, we loaded up and headed out. Since we had visited North Carolina we figured South Carolina would be jealous if we didn't drop in on it too, so we made tracks for Columbia. One of the major reasons we had picked Columbia was the fact that almost a year prior I had been contacted by a young lady by the name of Angel. Seems she headed up a group called the South Carolina Wiccans and Pagans, and she wanted to know if I would be interested in visiting the area. When I mentioned something about the Eventful Demand widget on my page, she rallied her troops and "demands" began pouring in. I'm glad they did! We visited a shop called "Belladonna's", however, since the shop itself was small we never actually saw it. The owner, Jen, rented out space in the local UU church for the meet n' greet and signing. With the help of her friends and husband (who makes absolutely amazing signs) she decorated the place and had things all set up. Yet again there was much food to be had, and many wonderful folks. I got to meet Angel face to face and discovered she is an absolutely amazing person who is even more charming in person. Another young lady named Alda and I got to spend some time chit chatting was the evening wore down. Turned out that she's not only a fan of the RGI series, but a wealth of information about many things that could come in handy on future book projects. On top of that, she's a real sweetheart. After the event we went out to an American-Irish Pub for dinner with Alda, Jen, and her husband. From there, it was back to the hotel to grab a few hours sleep before hitting the road yet again... (Top Right: Signing books for a fan while at the UU Church/Belladonna's Meet 'n Greet Signing. Bottom Right: Left to Right - Me, Angel Morey-Althenn [fan and coordinator of SCWP list], Dorothy Morrison - outside the UU Church for the Belladonna's Meet 'n Greet Signing)


Finally! Proof That Morrison Really Does Have An Enormous Head!

So, one of Morrison's favorite things to do is tell everyone that if they compliment me on my books (or anything else for that matter) that my head is going to swell so much that a pair of scissors will be required to get me out of my pullover shirt. Don't get the wrong idea though, as it is all just part of our sibling-ish banter. Simply good-natured ribbing is all... And, of course, I always contend that it is HER head that is swollen. Well, wouldn't you know it, luck was on my side this trip and proof was provided. You see, some time back, Morrison did a photo shoot with Kelly Varner (a fantastic photog) in Norfolk, so that she could get herself some updated headshots (something I sorely need to do myself)... At any rate, when we arrived in Norfolk, Kelly had taken one of the shots and blown it up to Gi-Hugic proportions, therefore creating a full color rendering of Morrison's head in XXXL size. Yeah... Just plain friggi n' HUGE. At any rate, Kelly gave the framed poster to Morrison and it rode around the country with us for the rest of the tour. Proof positive that Morrison has a big head! :)


Savannah... It's Like New Orleans, Only Quieter... (Savannah, GA - Southern Hemisphere Books - 10/8)

		Really... No kidding. Savannah, Georgia is absolutely gorgeous. Full of cool, old architecture and tons of history. So much so that I called my wife and told her we needed to plan a vacation there. But, I digress... Morrison and I cruised into Savannah for a gig at Southern Hemisphere Books. Upon finding the hotel we went about checking in and had ourselves a bit of a humorous round and round with the desk clerk. Alyn (yes, he spelled it with a Y) was a blast. Unfortunately, he had several things going on and some issues with the computer. Now, as many of you know, in order to keep costs down on a tour, Morrison and I are willing to share a room. The criteria, however, is that it MUST have two beds. We're married, but not to each other, and we are perfectly happy that way. :) The other specification is that it has to be a smoking room, or Morrison goes through withdrawals. So, anyway, Alyn is going about checking us in and he says something like, "I'm putting you on the quiet side of the hotel."

Suddenly, for no reason other than previous experience with screwed up reservations, Morrison asks him if it is a smoking room. He says no. She tells him that if available, we really need a smoking room with two beds. Alyn is on the ball and sets about tapping on the keyboard. A moment later he announces, "All fixed, I'm putting you in XYZ room, king sized bed and smoking." Morrison says, "No, Alyn, we need two beds." He says, "Oh, two beds... hold on a second." He fiddles about some more. Answers the phone. Goes back to the computer and taps on the keyboard a bit, then announces, "Here we go, smoking room, king bed." Again, Morrison says, "No, Alyn. TWO beds." Alyn looks puzzled then taps about on the keyboard. He stops, then looks puzzled again and says, "Two beds?"... I speak up and say, "We're just colleagues, we aren't married to each other." To whic h Morrison jovially adds, "Yes, Alyn with a Y, if you put us in a room with one bed you're going to have an angry little red headed woman and a pissed off construction worker on your ass." Alyn burst into laughter and replied, "Redhead and a construction worker... I don't guess I'd have much ass left after that."

So, with our room straightened out we checked in and got settled. The room itself was wonderful and Morrison was excited about the fact that since it was an extended stay suite it actually had a real coffee maker. (You see, Morrison has a technology block when it comes to operating the 1 cup makers found in most hotel rooms these days...) After getting ready we took the short walk through the park to the store. It was raining, and Morrison had an umbrella, but I just did my Remo Williams impersonation and walked between the drops (LOL).
Regina and the folks at Southern Hemisphere Books were great! We hung out, signed books, and did a great little Q&A Session with lots of interesting questions. Following the gig at the store, Regina took us out to a fabulous dinner at one of the local hot spots, and that was followed by a killer "Haunted History" type of tour of Savannah from the back of a Hearse. Yeah, you read that correctly... A HEARSE. It was incredibly cool... Unfortunately, though I was starting to get over my cold I had apparently picked up a bit of a stomach virus, or was just having issues from something I had eaten earlier in the day, because they had to drop me off at the hotel about halfway through the Hearse Tour... I was really sorry to miss the rest of it, but the first half was great and Morrison filled me in on the remainder.


LOLAuthors!
	Since the picture on the left is generally what Morrison looks like prior to coffee in the morning (and I'm not all that far behind) one of our dear friends and a fantastic author in her own right, Edain McCoy sent us an email greeting while we were on the road. Seems she had seen a picture (below) that made her think of us - and when we settled down at one of the hotels where we had wi-fi, and received the email, it definitely set the tone for the tour! From that point forward, EVERYTHING became prefaced with "I haz a..." (ROFL!) Thanks, Edain!



Live Long And Prosper... Wait, That's A Different Vulcan... (Birmingham, AL - Books, Beans & Candles - 10/9)

	Thursday saw us tooling our way down the road from Savannah, GA to Birmigham, AL, a city historically known for its foundries and iron. So much so that a statue of Vulcan (left) stands in Vulcan Park, overlooking the city. Notice the cars in the parking lot... Yeah, Vulcan is HUGE! What many folks who aren't from the area don't realize is that Vulcan is also pretty much wearing just his forging apron... So, this means if you happen to be behind the statue you get a clear shot at, well, his behind. Yeah... Vulcan is permanently mooning the city. Kinda cool, eh? But, enough about big iron statues... That evening saw us doing a gig at Books, Beans, & Candles, a great little Book/Gift Store and Coffee Shop. Darby and Mitchell, the owners, were absolutely wonderful, as was everyone else. Again Morrison and I were delighted to meet great folks, as well as give the Magick Down And Dirty workshop to a fun, receptive, and very attentive crowd. The interaction was terrific, and we signed plenty of books for fans.We even received these great little gift bags filled with candy and a bag of freshly ground coffee. Unfortunately, with it being late when everything ended and since we had a very long drive ahead of us the next day, we weren't able to go to dinner with Darby and Mitchell which was a real bummer - especially since Mitchell said the place they were going had 99+ beers to choose from, and I definitely like good beer. Maybe next time!


Crawfish, Voodoo and Aboriginal History, Oh My! (New Orleans, LA - Goddess Rising Con - 10/10-10/12)

New Orleans... NOLA... The Crescent City... The city of Magick. That's where the Goddess Rising Conference (Formerly NOLA Witchfest) was held. Pulled together by Reverend Velvet Rieth and her crew, this convention was a blast. Since it was the first event of its kind since the devastation of Katrina, it was comparatively small, however, what it lacked in physical attendance, it made up for in Magick and Heart. Everyone was wonderful, the workshops were tremendous and well attended. Every single moment of the conference was well worth the trip itself. Things got rolling with a mini-booksigning and gala cocktail party (pictured right). There were mulled wine fountains, chocolate fountains, and food endlessly stretched out across tables in the yard. We got a chance to mingle with folks and just relax for a while after the long drive. The mini booksignings were very cool and split up by author so that all of us had a chance to mingle and have something to eat. I absolutely loved the way they handled it.
		At the cocktail party
Another great thing was that we had the chance to catch up with old friend and author, Patricia Telesco, as well as friend and author, Mike Nichols. On top of that, we got to meet and befriend Lady Tamara, author and pagan "activist" (so to speak) from Australia. She was a hoot!

During the cocktail party we had ourselves a flashback to the Earth Warriors Festival... Fortunately (at least where I was concerned) no butt cheeks were involved. However, several ladies wanted their, and I quote, "boobs signed." As it turned out, they weren't tongue tied and they really did mean "boobs" and not books. (LOL). The conference itself ended on Sunday afternoon, after a weekend of tremendous workshops, including a full blown Vodoun Ritual with Sally Ann Glassman, and a terrific ritual/historical recounting of Aboriginal culture, proctored by Lady Tamara. At one point, after having our faces painted with ochre during the Aboriginal ritual, Morrison and I ventured into the lobby for coffee. We drew some pretty interesting stares... In fact, one guy simply wouldn't stop staring so I finally looked at him and said, "Yeah, kinda bizarre lookin', eh?". Sunday night we had the good fortune to be invited to dinner over at Velvet's home. Her husband, Gil, is a cop with Jefferson Parish Sheriff's Office as well as a dear friend, and on top of that he's an incredible cook. He had dinner all lined out for us - Rib Eye Steaks, Grilled Shrimp, Veggies, and his special Grilled Oysters! I have to say, I ate until I thought I was going to explode - and if I had even thought that I could eat any more, I would have. After dinner we had some time to sit and vist with Vel, Gil, Rollie, and some other friends, Keith (Gil's partner) and Lisa. And lest I not forget, Susan, as well as "Babette" and her husband. (Yeah, well, the "Babette" thing is a long story...) Unfortunately, with the light of dawn Monday morning, we were packing up and heading out, leaving the magickal city behind and forging toward new adventures...


Food Of The Kitchen Goddess (Huntsville, AL - Good Friends - 10/13)

Monday was a long drive... A REALLY long drive. And, that just got us to Huntsville, Alabama. Where were were actually heading was Nashville... as in Tennessee. All along it had been our plan to drop in on Doug and Rachel, two long time friends whom we usually only get to see once per year at the Pagan Unity Festival. Rachel, who happens to be the PUF Kitchen Goddess, sees to it that all of the VIP's are fed - and fed amazingly well - at PUF, and she had invited us to dinner. One of Rachel's dinners was something we were NOT about to miss! As it turned out, the drive was so long that we kind of invited ourselves to stay the night as well. Doug, Rachel, and their kids were great sports - the two boys actually gave up their bedrooms for Morrison and me to have a place to crash. So, not only did we get a fabulous supper with good friends, we had a safe, secure place to crash and get some rest before heading on into Nashville. (And, Rachel fed us a fantastic breakfast too!)


Fat Mo And The Hungry, Hungry Authors (Nashville, TN - Goddess and the Moon - 10/14)

		My partner in crime, Morrison, said it best when she announced, "There's nothing quite like a greasy burger to make you feel comfortable." She's correct. And, Fat Mo's has become one of those pilgrimages any time I am in Nashville and not merely passing through on the highway. By the time we got ourselves moving and left Huntsville, it was moving on late into the morning. Although the drive was only a bit over two hours, we arrived in Nashville around lunchtime, and we were both getting hungry. We hadn't been at the Goddess and the Moon, Author and Festival Organizer Extraordinaire, Tish Owen's store, for more than ten minutes before we decided that it was a moral imperative that we have Fat Mo's for lunch.

Fortunately, right about that moment, Tish's husband Patrick, a good friend and cigar smoking buddy of mine showed up. We took orders and headed down the road for Fat Mo's. Patrick even told the guy working the window that I had traveled all the way from Saint Louis just to have a Fat Mo's burger - and, to be honest, he wasn't really making that up. Like I said, I'm all about the Fat Mo's! Unfortunately, Patrick had to run back to work, so Morrison, Tish, and I had lunch there at the shop, then hung out and visited for a while. Around 5 PM, the wine and cheese meet 'n greet started, which as usual was a blast. Plenty of folks showed up and visited, including my favorite "Episcopagan Attorney" Liz, whom I hadn't seen for a couple of years. I had a blast picking on her and generally catching up on all the things that had been going on. During the get together, Tish noticed that I was favoring one shoulder and managed to get me to fess up about having a crick in my back due to sleeping on a couple of couches and doing a lot of driving. As it turned out, a young lady by the name of Lisa was in attendance, and she happened to be a massage therapist. Tish insisted that I let her have a go at the crick, and I am so glad I did! Lisa worked wonders on my shoulder and upper back, and while the next day I had the usual soreness that follows a good, deep tissue massage, I was actually able to move for a change. Thanks, Lisa!

We also got a nice surprise... Well, not so much surprise, since we already knew it was going to happen... But, anyway... Our friend Rachel, the kitchen goddess from Huntsville, came up to visit at the store, so we got to spend some more time with her. Too bad Doug couldn't come along. As we were talking, Rachel pointed out that in all the years we had known one another, we had never had our pictures taken together. Pretty much because of the fact that the only time we see each other is when we are working - me doing the author thing, and her doing the cooking thing. So, since there were camera's there we made it a point to correct that oversight. Pictured at right is me with Rachel the Kitchen Goddess at none other than Goddess and the Moon. After signing books we topped off the evening by having a terrific dinner with Tish and Patrick at Chappy's on Church, a fantastic creole restaurant. Larry, our waiter, actually volunteered to stay late and serve us since Patrick had called ahead with reservations and told them that we were caught up in a booksigning. Larry was fun, and we had a great time. Oh, and yeah, the food was terrific too!


A Mental Health Moment (St. Louis, MO - The Murv Cave - 10/15-10/16)

After a great breakfast prepared by Patrick, we packed up and headed out on our scheduled mental health day and a half. Morrison and I arrived at my home in St. Louis in the early afternoon, and basically just sat there staring at the walls. When you've been going all out on tour, living out of a suitcase, you tend to survive on adrenalin, and it seemed that the minute we hit my front porch, we were both running on empty. That evening, after my wife and daughter arrived home, we arranged to visit with some good friends - Johnathan Minton, our cover artist through WillowTree Press, his S/O, Sherry, and their two month old son. Anastasia, co-founder of the "Murv's Stalkers" the Official M. R. Sellars Fan Club* and language guru was there as well, along with her husband Mike, one of the coolest, most laid back dudes you could ever meet. We ordered pizza, relaxed, and regaled the folks with silly stories from the road. The next day Morrison had some shopping to do, I took care of some stuff around the house, and then we had lunch with my publicist, Scott McCoy aka "Chunkee"... After that, it was more relaxing and preparing to head out yet again... * For information on Murv's Stalker's the Official M. R. Sellars Fan Club, contact S_McCoy@sbcglobal.net, and ask Scott to put you in touch with Anastasia. Hopefully an official fan club website will be up in the near future with complete contact info, etc.

Looh-eeee-ville, Not Looh-iss-ville... (Louisville, KY - Gaia's Spiral formerly Widdershins - 10/17)

		So, after another bout of "don't know why I say hello," I bid the wife and child goodbye and we hit the road. Due to scheduling, we had to be up and moving by about 4:30 AM, which was less than pleasant, and while it was only a 5 hour drive, we almost succumbed to an attack of Barrelepsy. But, we made it through and the next thing we knew we were pulling into Louisville... The only problem was as we cruised down the street, we saw no sign for Widdershins, the store where we were doing the signing. We had been there before and we knew what it looked like, but the sign was gone. Fortunately, I recognized the building so we turned around and got ourselves back there. Turns out the reason we didn't see the sign was because they had changed their name to Gaia's Spiral. All good. A rose by any other name, correct? :)

The afternoon and evening were a blast, with lots of folks to visit with, and an interesting new set of views on our Magickal Ethics workshop. We signed books, had a bit of wine, and then crashed at the shop owner's house. Lisa, the shop owner, is a pretty amazing cook herself. By the time we arrived at her house the sun was down, of course, and it had started to get a bit chilly outside. But, that didn't last long. We warmed up with a couple of bowls of her homemade tortellini soup, along with some fresh bread and dipping oil. After visiting for a bit, we headed off to bed, because our drive the next day was nearly 8 hours. Early in the AM we were up and packed, and Lisa hooked us up with coffee, fresh fruit, and bagels with cream cheese for breakfast. Before we left she asked if we might be able to come back for Pagan Pride day in 2009. We are working on our schedules so we will keep you updated on that one, because we definitely want to come back to Louisville!


A Fond Farewell (Waynesboro, VA - A Fairies Circle - 10/18)

Our next to last stop on the tour was bittersweet in a way. A Fairies Circle was a store where we had visited in the past, and the folks there were absolutely wonderful to us. Unfortunately, the store is closing as of 10/31. The reason is actually a good one. Mary, the owner received a promotion at her regular job and it was quite simply a deal she couldn't pass up. The problem being, that it wouldn't allow her the time to keep the store open, so she had to make the hard decision of closing the doors. Even so, she is a driving force in the community there, and while it might have been our last hurrah at A Fairies Circle proper, I suspect we will be back to Waynesboro in the future. As had become the norm for this tour, there was an incredible spread of food to keep us plugging along, and a store full of great folks to visit with. So, even with the "bittersweetness" of the store closing, we had a great time. Since Waynesboro is only a few hours from where Morrison and her husband, Mark, live, we hightailed it for "home" into the wee hours of the night. Made it in by 12:30 AM, had a sandwich and a drink, then hit the sack until the next morning.


Haven't We Been Here Before? (Occoquan, VA - 13 Magickal Moons - 10/19)

The final stop on the tour wasn't actually planned... Well, it wasn't planned in the original incarnation. Since Morrison doesn't live far from 13 Magickal Moons, we decided to drop in for an informal signing on Sunday. That way we got to visit with folks - one last time for the year for me since I was heading home to St. Louis on Monday - and just kick back. As it turned out, we signed several books, and bored the folks in attendance to tears with stories of our adventures and misadventures on the road this year. Even so, they laughed a lot so i think they'll have us back...


Burgers, Fried Pickles, Lovely Ladies, And The FBI...

A good friend of mine who is a fan of the RGI series, just happens to work for the FBI. Well, it also just so happened that his birthday was coming up very soon and since Morrison had to drive me in near DC to drop me off at Dulles for my flight home, we decided to hook up with him for lunch. As luck would have it, the centrally located burger joint that worked for all our schedules was Hooters. Okay, no sexist BS. I don't want to hear any griping about chauvanists and objectification. That's BS and we all know it. Yes, the young ladies are lovely, but I'm old enough to be a father to most, if not all, of them. Besides, I was there for the burger and fried pickles. No kidding. They have excellent burgers, and if you have never had a fried pickle, you have no idea what you are missing. So give the complaints a rest. It's a restaurant. That's all. So, anyway, Morrison and I managed to let the young ladies know it was our friend's birthday, so they all came out and sang to him (and generally did their best to embarrass him)... Morrison bought him a 2009 calendar and had all ther girls sign it, then we ended up signing autographs for them as well. Great burger and a good time had by all to top off the tour...


Roo-ceeeee, I'm Home!

		And so, weary and exhausted, (both of us) Morrison dropped me off at Dulles and I waited in line for a while before finally getting to ride the silly, jacked up, elevator bus thing to my terminal. I found my gate, grabbed myself a large root beer, then settled in to watch as my flight got progressively delayed in 10 minute increments. Fortunately, unlike some of my other experiences, this one stopped at a 50 minute delay and stayed there. Then, after a while, it did the unthinkable. It backed up and turned into an only 40 minute delay. WooHoo! So, after a two hour flight on a half full Embraer 145, I touched down at Lambert International, claimed my luggage, and was home.

Here I get to stay for another week and a half before jetting off to Florida for FPG. Fortunately, the feisty redhead gets to come with me, and the munchkin gets to hang out with her aunt and uncle who spoil her rotten... So, everyone is happy. After that, I'm done for the year. Time to plan for Thanksgiving, then Yule, and what else? Oh yeah... Write another book. :)

Blood Moon - Rowan Gant Investigation #9

Speaking of books, Blood Moon has been making a more than respectable showing on the Amazon.com Genre Fiction Occult bestseller list. I'm pretty stoked about that!

"Sellars does it again, giving us a wild ride on a roller coaster of grief, humor and fear!"
--Jodi Lee, Editor LBF Books, Apex Digest

"With a bit of humor, mostly to ease the stress levels of readers, BLOOD MOON is another superb paranormal whodunit. This great Gant novel is a must read!"

--Harriet Klausner, Nationally Syndicated Reviewer

"If you enjoy mysteries; if you enjoy books with an occult theme by people who know what they are talking about; if you enjoy well-written books, you don’t want to miss this book, or any in the series." --Mike Gleason, Nationally Syndicated Reviewer

Blood Moon readily available at the publisher website, www.willowtreepress.com, as well as at Amazon.com, B&N.com, etc... (Oh, and so are the rest of the RGI books as well!)

Putting On The Brakes...

The horror anthology, Courting Morpheus, mentioned in my previous newsletter and containing a one-off RGI short, has been put on indefinite hold. I've been in touch with the editor and she assures me that it will see publication in the not too distant future, so I will keep you updated as soon as I hear anything.

The good news is, she is already planning for a Courting Morpheus 2, and I've been asked if I'd like to participate in that one as well.

Did You Know...

Near the end of Blood Moon: A Rowan Gant Investigation, there is a chapter which takes place in a restaurant called Flipdoodles. As it happens, Flipdoodles is the name Rachel the Kitchen Goddess (featured earlier in this newsletter) wants to use for a restaurant some day. In fact, the entire setting of the chapter is based in her vision for a restaurant she would like to own. And, not only is the character Aileegan based on Rachel, the menu items listed are the exact entrees and side dishes Rachel prepared for us while we were visiting with her during this tour. Talk about foreshadowing!

I'm So Glad We Had This Time Together...

Okay, by now I am certain to have bored you to tears. I'll sign off for now, and leave you with my tour schedule for the rest of the year. As always, for the latest and greatest updates on what kind of silliness I may be getting into, visit my website, and especially my official blog - Brainpan Leakage: From The Warped Mind of M. R. Sellars.

REMAINING 2008 TOUR SCHEDULE

November:
7th - 9th	Florida Pagan Gathering - Ocala, FL

The 2009 Tour Schedule is still in the works so visit www.mrsellars.com for all of the up to date changes over the next few months.

Please note that some photos, such as that of Vulcan, the LOLcats, and others were obtained from the internet or were supplied by fans and could be subject to copyright through their individual owners. M. R. Sellars, RGI, Firestorm Publicity, and all associates make no claim to copyright or ownership of the images included in this newsletter. Text is Copyright (c) 2008, M. R. Sellars except where attributed otherwise.

M. R. Sellars and his road weary brain apologize for any typos. It's been a long few weeks... :)

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RGI Beyond The Blotter - Volume 6, Issue 2

2008-09-10T13:09:04Z


	September 2008 Volume 6, Issue 2


Where the hell have I been? But, more importantly, where the hell am I?

	Yeah... Don Ho I ain't... But what can I say? I'm no Wayne Newton or Michael Bubbly (or however you spell it) either. In reality, that is a picture of me at the 2008 Pagan Unity Festival near Nashville, TN earlier this year. I was listening to a question from a workshop attendee, hence the silly look on my face.(because I was trying to think up a silly answer...) So... To answer the question above, pretty much right here. Just like I was saying in the previous newsletter, due to the fact that I was away from my family on tour for 7 months during 2007, I decided to limit my traveling in 2008. Don't get me wrong, I love going on the road and meeting folks, but I needed a chance to catch my breath, AND I thought it might be a good idea to make sure my daughter realized that she DOES have a father, and that my wife wasn't running classified ads looking for a replacement husband. Fortunately, she does, and she wasn't, respectively, so that's all good. However, I have to be honest. I had NOT planned to stay home quite as long as I have.

Yes... That last comment begs the question, "But, Murv... Why DID you stay home as long as you have this year." Well, as we know, the best laid plans of mice and Murv's often go astray, and that is exactly what happened this time. Let's start with February. I was scheduled to be in Michigan for ConVocation, and absolutely wonderful alternative spirituality convention that I have done twice in the past. It had been several years since I had been there, so I was looking forward to re-acquainting myself with old friends, meeting new friends, and hanging out with that Morrison woman, since we were booked into the Con together. Well, the day came for me to fly to Detroit and GCC (Global Climate Change) kicked in. Here in Saint Louis we haven't been having particularly harsh winters for several years. Momma Nature and GCC had different ideas for 07-08. My publicist, the ever fantastic and wonderous "Chunkee" of Firestorm Publicity Services came by to pick me up and whisk me off to the airport since my wife was at work.
	Leftovers From The Ice Storm And Freezing Rain

However, an ice storm had begun mid morning and it wasn't showing signs of letting up. As we were about to walk out the door, I took a moment to shut down my computer and found an urgent message in my inbox - seems the alert I set up with the airline was doing its job - my flight to Detroit was cancelled. Okay... so I get another flight. Well... I won't go into ALL of the sordid details, suffice it to say, I was rescheduled to fly out the next day - Friday - but by Thursday evening that flight had been cancelled too. Then I was rescheduled for Saturday morning, but by Friday evening THAT flight was cancelled. By late Friday night the airline informed me that they might, as in no guarantees, be able to get me to Detroit by sometime late Saturday evening or night. Well, since the convention was set to end at noon on Sunday, the organizers and I decided it would probably be best to call it a wash and be done with it. I sent them all the paperwork the airline sent me so hopefully they were able to get a refund, or at least a low cost change on the ticket.

Okay... So that explains February, but this is September.

Right you are... And, believe it or not, I actually DID do a bit of traveling this year. March found me digging for my passport as I was booked for an international gig. The first annual Ostara Fest in the country of Texas. Okay, so I didn't REALLY need a passport, per se, but have you even been to Texas? It is definitely its own friggin' country. Just ask the folks down there. They'll tell you. Either way, I jetted off to Killeen Texas, where I hung out at Sisters of the Earth and Sea with some absolutely WONDERFUL folks. Dorothy and I were booked for the fest, along with Ellen Dugan. We were each assigned "handlers," and mine just happened to be Laurie, one of the owners of the store sponsoring the event. Well, everyone calls her Lolly... I figured out why when she forgot to feed me. (LOL)... Just kidding. Well, not entirely. Lolly DID forget to feed me one day, but believe me, the woman was up to her eyeballs running the festival, and I'm a big boy. If I had been terribly hungry I would have found some food. Truth is, I hadn't even given it much thought myself because I was so busy signing books and hanging out with all the cool folks who came to the event.

	In any event, Lolly was a great handler, and she DID see to it that I got fed (eventually - LOL)... But seriously, great care was taken of all of us, and I can't wait to go back again - in fact, I have already officially been booked for Ostara Fest 2009! March just marched right on into April, which I spent writing. Nothing spectacular there... I mean, if you want to see a picture of me writing I can have my wife take one, but trust me, it's pretty boring. April did what April does, and that led us into May.
Pictured left to right: M. R. Sellars, Ostara Fest Attendee Angie, and that Morrison woman

May was an interesting month. Besides writing, I had the Pagan Unity Festival in Burns, Tennessee. An absolutely wonderful event put on by author and shop owner, Tish Owen. I have been speaking at PUF since their third year, and I have been told that I am a permanent fixture. Guess what? I don't mind that at all. I get to attend a wonderful fest, hang out with old friends like Tish and her husband Patrick, not to mention a ton of other good friends. And, on top of that, they feed me. Food is good, and food is love in the South. Being from the South I know this... And, since they feed me, I know they love me! The feeling is mutual! However, as I said, it was an interesting month, and the following will explain why, with the exception of a local gig at the Saint Louis Pagan Picnic, I have been AWOL... You see, when my father passed away in 2003 I inherited some rental property, along with a tenant. Well, I won't go into involved details, but let's just say that starting in May things became very ugly. The property sustained a enormous amount of damage and the dust is only beginning to settle. At any rate, I have been working on that house, gutting the basement due to a flood which resulted in rampant mold.


Mold and Water Damage	Partial Tearout

So, work is still ongoing at the rental house. It probably will be until early next year due to the amount of damage and amount of renovation that needs doing. However, that won't keep me from hitting the road. With a new book coming out, it is almost like a moral imperative that I visit some cities besides Saint Louis, and therefore the "Real Witches Don't Ride Brooms" tour will be underway at the beginning of October. See later in this newsletter for the schedule...

LATEST and GREATEST

Speaking of new books, Blood Moon is set to officially hit the streets 10/03. If you are a regular reader of my blog I am sure you saw my lament about needing an extension on my deadline and the fact the the rental property from hell had put me so far off schedule as to threaten the actual release date of this book.

Well, fortunately, as you can see, I burned quite a bit of midnight oil, and it is going to be out on time. Believe me, I wasn't being Cchicken Little when I posted that blog. I really did believe the sky was falling... And, to be honest, I am amazed that it didn't. So, anyway, here is what some of the reviewers have been saying...

"Sellars does it again, giving us a wild ride on a roller coaster of grief, humor and fear!"
--Jodi Lee, Editor LBF Books, Apex Digest

"With a bit of humor, mostly to ease the stress levels of readers, BLOOD MOON is another superb paranormal whodunit. This great Gant novel is a must read!"

--Harriet Klausner, Nationally Syndicated Reviewer

Blood Moon is already available for Pre-Order at the publisher website, www.willowtreepress.com, as well as at Amazon.com, B&N.com, etc...

And, as it happens, Blood Moon isn't the only project due out this year. Slated for release in December (due to a production snafu - yes, it was orignially supposed to be out on Halloween) is a wonderful horror anthology from Apex Books titled, Courting Morpheus. Your's truly has a short included in the anthology which is a one-off Rowan Gant based story, set in the world/mythos of the anthology. While it draws from and fits into the overall arch of Courting Morpheus, it also keeps itself firmly planted in the RGI world so as not to alter canon. In fact, if you read it, and Blood Moon closely, you will find an inside joke in the latest novel.

Courting Morpheus is now available for pre-order from Apex - Just click on the banner below to reserve a copy. And, as with any of my novels, feel free to bring your copy of Courting Morpheus along to any of my gigs and I'll be more than happy to sign it...

Also, Apex is running a special promotional offer - Get Courting Morpheus, Gratia Placenti, and Aegri Somnia for $21.95. That's THREE fantastic horror anthologies from Apex, all for $21.95... Kind of hard to beat that, especially when you consider that Courting Morpheus is $15.95 by itself. To take advantage of this special promotional offer, follow the link below:

APEX Anthology Offer

Did You Know...

Sometimes, character names can come from strange places. For instance, John Sandford has a character in his "Prey" novels who is "keyboard inspired" - "Detective Del Capslock"... The same holds true for characters in the RGI series. While some names hold deep meaning, others, though they may become regulars, are simply names that must be plucked out of the air. In the case of Blood Moon, I had a need to name an FBI agent and was having trouble deciding what I would call her. My inspiration came when I looked across the hall, through the bedroom door, at a couple of shoe boxes on a shelf containing some of my wife's dressy heels. The brand names were emblazoned on the boxes, and by putting them together, in a flash, Doctor Ellie Jante was born.

Okay, that is about all of the rambling I can manage for the time being. I'll sign off for now, and leave you with my tour schedule for the rest of the year. As always, for the latest and greatest updates on what kind of silliness I may be getting into, visit my website, and especially my official blog - Brainpan Leakage: From The Warped Mind of M. R. Sellars.

REMAINING 2008 TOUR SCHEDULE

September:
26th - 28th	Earth Warriors Festival, Newark, OH

MORRISON-SELLARS JOINT BOOK RELEASE TOUR BEGINS BLOOD MOON (SELLARS) - LUCINDA'S WEB (MORRISON)SOUTHERN UNITED STATES

October:
3rd - 4th	13 Magickal Moons - Occoquan, VA (Release Party)
5th	Mystic Moon - Norfolk, VA
6th	Eclectic By Nature - Greensboro, NC
7th	Belladonna's Books & Gifts - Columbia, SC
8th	Southern Hemisphere Books & Gifts - Savannah, GA
9th	Books, Beans, & Candles - Birmingham, AL
10th - 12th	2008 Witchcraft Conference, Metairie, LA
13th	TRAVEL DAY
14th	Goddess and the Moon - Nashville, TN
15th - 16th	TRAVEL and LAUNDRY DAY(S)
17th	Widdershins - Louisville, KY
18th	A Fairies Circle - Waynesboro, VA

November:
7th - 9th	Florida Pagan Gathering - Ocala, FL

The 2009 Tour Schedule is still in the works so visit www.mrsellars.com for all of the up to date changes over the next few months.

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RGI: Beyond The Blotter - Official Newsletter Volume 6, Issue 3

PORK BUTT! PORK BUTT! (And Cake Too...) (Occoquan, VA - 13 Magickal Moons - 10/3-10/4)

Blood Moon - Rowan Gant Investigation #9

REMAINING 2008 TOUR SCHEDULE

RGI Beyond The Blotter - Volume 6, Issue 2

Okay... So that explains February, but this is September.

LATEST and GREATEST

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