Writers and Towers

My sister sent me this picture from Paris the other day.

I suspect that she’s not even going to school while she’s there. She’s bumming around the city, sitting at sidewalk cafes and smoking cigarettes.
And here’s me and Neil Gaiman at the Fitzgerald last weekend.

The lighting is a bit off, but you get the idea.
Now that I’ve managed to sell one short story, I feel like I should be working on another one. But the book is going well and I don’t want to distract myself from its completion. I have a few ideas kicking around inside my head that would be well suited to a short format. I’ll tackle them if I need a break from my other project.