“You step into the road, and if you don’t keep your feet, there’s no knowing where you might be swept off to.” So said Bilbo Baggins to his nephew Frodo. I find myself thinking of these words every time I begin a new journey. This time I KNOW where I’m being swept off to, but I don’t know what I’ll find there. I can’t wait for the adventure to begin! —

For 30 days I’ll be traveling the country via rail—in support of local bookstores and promoting my new novel The Last Professional. 6,500 miles, twenty events, and lots of interviews and opportunities to meet new friends along the way. If you’d like to check out my trip journal and come along for the ride —

From the warm welcomes we have received, to the stellar service of the Amtrak employees who have eased our path, to the breathtaking views we enjoyed rolling over The Rockies, this book tour is fulfilling our every expectation — and then some. If you would like to share a bit of the experience, please —

Denver was an American Mecca for The Knights of The Road, so I was thrilled to be able to spend several days here. On the radio, in print, in bookstores and in the beautiful Estes Valley Library, I was honored to share The Last Professional with such welcoming and appreciative audiences. To share this delightful part of the book tour please —

The “fly-over” states that make up the heartland of our country may seem invisible when seen from 30,000 feet, but as viewed from a rolling Amtrak train, their images are absolutely indelible. Genuine, generous, genial — if you would like a taste of this landscape and the folks who call it home, please —

Join me, and the crew of The Missouri River Runner, as we roll right across the heart of the heartland. This is Mark Twain country, Jim and Huck country, our country. There is no better way to experience it than from a train. Since you can’t actually jump on board, I invite you to —

While no two days on The Great American Whistle Stop Tour have been alike, they have all been memorable, and full of experiences that I wouldn’t trade for anything. Here is a glimpse at what one very full day looked like. Please be my guest and —

From a street fair in Las Cruces to the incomparable Wheels Museum in Albuquerque, booklovers, train lovers, and Old Town’s beloved Treasure House Books made me feel welcome from the moment I arrived. For a book tour taste of the Southwest, please —

The last leg of the The Great American Whistle Stop Book Tour took me from a bustling freight yard in Arizona to a historic freight car at the West County Museum in Sebastopol, California, where I was raised. To join me for these final images, and final miles, please —