Hi Again

Too much time gone by between letters, of course. It's been a busy time. The latest book in the Dick Hardesty series is getting its final polishing at GLB; the cover has been designed, and it will be sent out for reviews shortly (a process which of necessity takes far longer than I'd like). Work on the fourth is coming along nicely.

A friend has started a Dorien Grey website you might like to check out: www.angelfire.com/home/doriengrey.
Or you read some of Dorien's poems at www.gaypoetry.com

As you probably know, "The Butcher's Son" was released a month or so ago, and is now being made available through bookstores--though not every one, alas--across the country and in England. It can also be picked up through Amazon.com and ordered through Barnes & Noble or of course directly through GLB (www.glbpubs.com), which is one of the fastest ways, since they mail almost immediately. And if you prefer to read either book as a download direct to your computer (and save quite a bit of money), you can choose from 8 formats at GLB.

"The Ninth Man", which was the first book written but chronologically the second in the series (confusing, I know) is being reissued in a format to make it identical in size to "The Butcher's Son," and will soon be distributed through bookstores as well.

Which brings us to the title of this particular newsletter: "Us." "Us," if memory serves, means "you and me" and I'd like very much to hear from you--your comments, suggestions, ideas, etc. If you've read either of the two books out now, you know that Dick Hardesty talks directly to the reader and considers the reader part of the story. The same is true with this newsletter--if you wouldn't mind my incorporating or referring to anything you have to say in the newsletter itself, that would be good; if you want to keep anythiing you say just between you and me, fine too.

As customary, here's a poem I wrote some time ago which
goes along with the subject matter:

Cyberbottle, Cybersea

I toss poems into cyberspace
like bottles to the sea:
in hopes someone will find them,
And perhaps reach out to me.

But they seem to float unnoticed
among countless other tomes--
just so much cyberflotsam
of unread poets and their poems.


Until next time..........

Dorien