Snap! I just got a call from KVPT, the local PBS affiliate, asking me if I was going to be at tomorrow's reception for Words in Motion, a special on Fresno writers that KVPT's airing Thursday, August 11, at 8:30 p.m. I came in to read for the program on the 19th of July, the day before I took off on the Pacific Northwest Museum Tour, and I was a little freaked out, but Bob T., the producer, was so cool that I managed to get through it without having either a panic attack or a stroke.

Now, I figured that they were hunting high and low for Fresno writers if they had somehow managed to track me down, me with my one little book that barely sold before it stopped selling at all, that they were going to feature dozens and dozens of writers, but, just by going by the number of bios, it seems that there are only going to be fifteen writers on the program (when I saw my bio at the top of the list, I felt pretty cool until I realized that we were listed alphabetically). Fifteen, and I made the cut. Sweet. I didn't, however, make the preview video. Now I'm worried that I also didn't make the final cut. I see the entire program tomorrow; if I don't have to slit my wrists out of embarrassment, I'll let you know.