Testing, Tessing, 1, 2, 3

To answer the questions I've been asked at every appearance so far:

Yes, I miss Tess, too.

No, I'm not sure when she'll be back, but it won't be 2017.

To answer the questions I haven't been asked.

Sometimes, I think I need to plan out the end of the Tess books, possibly in a 2-3 novel arc. Or maybe make her a kind of Nero Wolfe, with a legman or legwoman.

I often think about writing a children's series about Tess's daughter. Chapter books in which Carla Scout, the daughter of Baltimore's accidental detective, becomes the reluctant detective, helping her peers investigate the kind of mysteries that obsess young people. For example: Are these people really my parents? What if that childhood phase of believing you're adopted turned out to have a germ of truth?

Speaking of Tess -- I have these gorgeous bookplates of a solitary sculler with a long braid, designed by Kayle Simon of Real Fresh Creative. Want one? Come through my signing line on this tour and simply hand me a note or say: What's the best way to celebrate?

It's a form of Jeopardy, only you have to know the answer as well as the question.

(Goldenberg Peanut Chews and a Dogfish Head 90-minute IPA. Duh.)

I suggest you write it down. No partial credit if you say 60-minute IPA or Namaste. You don't have to say "Duh" however.

See you in: Sykesville MD, New York, Stamford CT, Baltimore (oops, the event at the Ivy Hotel is sold out), Chestertown, Eureka Springs, AK. Things slow down a little going into the third week of May and then my whole family disappears from all professional gigs as we gather for a relatively rare exacta: One sibling's 6-year-old birthday party, followed by the other sibling's college graduation. 

What's the best way to celebrate? Goldenberg Peanut Chews and a Dogfish Head 90-minute IPA.  

I'll also accept "Swordfish."