Copies of the Japanese edition of DUST DEVILS arrived in the mail today. I think this is a pretty good cover. Of course, I can't read any of the book itself other than the English stuff on the copyright page and some of the house ads in the back for Dick Francis books. Whenever copies of a foreign edition of one of my books show up, I still think, "Ain't that cool?" I love the idea that people in Japan will be reading what I wrote in my little, book-cluttered studio in Texas. Yesterday was one of those days when I thought, "Why did I ever want to be a writer?" Today is one of the days when I know why.