This one is for Missoula area folks who check in here. This Saturday (October 21st) I’ll be at Imagine Nation Brewing — one of my favorites — from 5 PM to 8 PM participating in an event called Books & Beer. It’s in support of the Awake in the World anthology I have an essay in. Basically, you come hang out with us (I think a couple other contributors will be on hand, as well as Daniel Rice from Riverfeet Press, who published it), and if you buy a copy of the book you get a free beer. Fact & Fiction will be on hand selling the book. I remain on a mission to sell at least 50 of these things and I’m a little over halfway there. If successful, the book has a shot at making the top 10 in sales for the store for the year, and that would be awesome.
There is a certain melancholy that comes with Autumn that suits my nature. Occasional strange visitors. Colder temperatures. Rain tends to drive people indoors. Fog, frost, and morning ice (the lid to my compost bucket was frozen shut today when I dumped yesterday’s coffee grounds into it). All in all, Fall has been a long time coming this year, and I hope it lingers.
It was a long time before I could go back to the river after we lost Darla back in early June, and I still get a lump in my throat when I think about her. But we have two new friends in the home disrupting our efforts to do much of anything, and they are rapidly proving that broken hearts find new ways to love, and love hard, if we allow them to.
Cheeto, aka Huerequeque, is a Chihuahua who came from a small dog rescue center in Polson, MT, via a high kill shelter in Los Angeles that they had rescued him from. He was in lockdown an entire year. He’s adjusting very well.
Bucky is a Jack Russell from Colorado we just got last week. She’s proving to be a toothy handful. Odds are she’ll outlive me, at this rate.
The new issue of Montana Quarterly is out, and includes my feature story, “Finding My Way Home.” It is about blood quantum, and includes the subtitle, “In Indian Country, ‘Blood Quantum’ complicates families and roils communities.” I worked hard on it and I’m happy with how it turned out. I know there are copies at Fact & Fiction downtown in Missoula, but for folks outside of Montana who want it, you may order it online HERE.
Not to spoil anything, but the piece concludes with, “at the time of this writing…. ” I am happy to report that since then, my application for enrollment with the Little Shell Tribe of Chippewa Indians — filed after much research into where my father’s side of my family truly came from — has been accepted. This is only the beginning of a larger project I am working on.