The "book tour" is pretty much over. Been to Portland, Seattle, Denver, LA, and Austin. I miss the excitement of being on live TV, NPR radio affiliates, seeing my Amazon rating climb, and stumbling across positive reviews. I've become an adrenaline junkie, but the book has been out now for two months. The number of new reviews is dwindling, my Amazon rating is heading south, and interviews are more widely spaced. Yes, I do have some important interviews coming and am on a panel at Bouchercon (the world's biggest mystery conference) at the end of September. And I am kicking off Kepler's Mystery and Mayhem series in Menlo Park on September 20. I don't have anything to really complain about. It's just that I've grown addicted to the -- what is it? -- attention, the positive reinforcement. Yeah, I know: I need to start turning my efforts toward Book #2. But that's hard work with the adrenaline rush way out in the future. Sigh.