Dr. B’s Grand Ambitious Book Tour
I know you must wonder. Why would a man who does not yet have a published novel plan a book tour? My partner, Dr. Dee, has the answer. “A man has to have his dreams.”
I have a great wife. She goes out of her way to encourage all this. For Christmas she got me a huge fold-out map of the U.S and a box of brightly colored push pins. The map is on the wall in my study. When we hear from someone interesting, we put a pin in that area and country and begin to plan.
We’ll do our tours like we did when we were young. One time my folks gave us several hundred dollars, and we decided to go to Maine. Our only plan was to go as far North as we could. When we were half way out of money, we’d turn around and head back. I figure when we go out about the book it will be a similar experience.
So far we have a concentration of pins in Mississippi, so I know we’ll be going back there. We already know of several independent book stores, like Reed’s in Tupelo, and Square Books in Oxford. Also, I know a bunch of pickers and golfers there, so it’s a definite. We have been fortunate to make some friends down that way, Smitty and his wife, and we need to go back and see them. His mama makes the best fried chicken in a black skillet.
Then there’s the New England tour. I want to visit the English Professor, and learn more about Bread Loaf. I’m sure mrschili and Pande live up that way. One lady wrote me about an independent book store in Boston that is on my list. That is just the kind of place I want to take in. Small venues, local folks, bookstores where people like ideas and acoustic music. (This won’t exactly be a Rolling Stones kind of tour.)
Eventually we want to get out to Oklahoma (what I’d give to jam in Byron Berline’s Guthrie shop) and Kansas. (Winfield had been on my list for years.) The blog has even led me to like-minded contacts on the West Coast and Australia. Someday we’ll get to Scotland. I’d love to visit the med schools and golf courses both.
I hope as y’all read this, you will let me know of independent book stores or music shops where folk would let Dr. Bibey set up with his mandolin and pick a few tunes and tell a few tales. I want to see as many as I can. Maybe if I sell a few books, I can get to California before I am half way out of money!
Oh, and now the disclaimer. Some of my patients read the blog, and they don’t need to worry. All this will take place over five years or so, at a clip of two to three short tours a year. No fear. I enjoy being a Doc, and now that I’ve reached the age where I could give it up, I am too emotionally attached to my people to quit. Like I’ve always said, the best Doc knows he ought to be out earning an honest living, but enjoys practicing medicine too much to quit.
At the end of the year, I feel called to thank all of you who visit with me. I have been a fine learning experience, and I hope to get out and meet you all. Let me know where to push the pins in my map, either in the comments or by email. Someday, somehow, I’m gonna get there.
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