Garth Stein

I realized that of the 140 times I look at my phone a day (per whatever news report that was), 125 of those times are looking at the notifications to see whatever headlines or other stupid things I'm supposed to be notified about. And I thought, what if I just didn't get notified about things every two minutes? Would the world be different in some substantial way? So I turned off my notifications.

My phone. I don't know. It almost feels naked.

The background hum of my anxiety has dropped already.

I will be here tomorrow morning at 11:00 am. I will have some fun swag and some raffle tickets, so if you come on by, you may walk away a winner! Independent Bookstore Day! https://edmondsbookshop.com/?fbclid=IwZXh0bgNhZW0CMTAAAR23nkCKRaMNrzUBh3tn4_uoVsu0AywtbMt4CMhnbDhNIwAmC2tm2I6B_cw_aem_AThYhtkqPqDDpuXXFzeoKUT0HU10IGVRO_V7VMhsjHYcMo15qRLM9-RWU7CoPFqq5wVhlVg62Nm0zpLdiMYGLS8d

May 2. First Thursday Art Walk. Traver Gallery. Preston and I will be there to discuss. Come on down! (I wrote the stories.)

I'm going to this event on April 27 to support my friends at the The Bushwick Book Club (Seattle). I invite you, my friends, to purchase a ticket and join me! I don't know what lawn bowling is (bowling with balls of sod?), but I've heard people say it's fun. You don't know till you try it!

To distract my mother from the shoulder she broke Friday evening, I gave her my "Raven 2.0" stories. These are stories I've written inspired by the artwork of https://www.prestonsingletary.com/ We're having an opening for First Thursday Art Walk at https://www.travergallery.com/

My mother is reading the stories while I'm cooking her dinner she can eat with her non-dominate hand, and she laughs out loud and stifles and looks at me and says, "It's not supposed to be funny is it?" And I say, "Yes, it's supposed to be funny." And she says, "Oh, good, because it's really funny!"