In any other year, I would have plenty of distractions after the baseball season ends. College football, NFL, the start of basketball season were trusted friends to get me to Spring Training. This year not so much. IU football fell back off down to the bottom of the Big Ten. The Colts don’t look anything like the team that went to the Super Bowl just 2 years ago.

And speaking of unrecognizable, which team’s fans are going to need a program more, the Pacers or IU Basketball?  I’m excited about Tom Crean taking over in Bloomington, but this squad (and the Pacers) remind me of the Cleveland Indians in the movie Major League.

So, this is probably going to be a more productive writing fall/winter for me. If you enjoyed my 1st two novels, that’s probably a good thing. If not, I apologize in advance for the fiction that is about to be wrought upon this earth.

Today’s question: which band does PETA hate more: Meatloaf or Smashing Pumpkins?

Carry on, Citizens!

As promised yesterday, here is the excerpt from Bart Giammati:

“It breaks your heart.  It is designed to break your heart.  The game begins in the spring, when everything else begins again, and it blossoms in the summer, filling the afternoons and evenings, and then as soon as the chill rains come, it stops and leaves you to face the fall alone.”

~ from The Green Fields of the Mind

by A. Bartlett Giammati