Once a crime writer...

I wonder if it has yet happened, that a dead body has been discovered because the deceased's Fitbit was recording no steps, and their connected friends grew worried?

[This post brought to you by the guy who just discovered that he's left his own Fitbit in the charger for the last several days, which according to this scenario should have had police knocking on his door by now.]

Not only in Mexican, but in Mexico...

I just scanned my passport and sent that, plus a story - "Live at Maly's", for those of you playing along - to a nice lady in Mexico City.

And why would I do this, you ask? Because those nice people who are translating another story of mine - "Going the Jerusalem Mile", for those of you playing along - into Mexican and publishing it therefrom have decided that they want me there in person for the launch, at the Zocalo International Book Fair, from the 8th to the 13th October. Apparently a million people are expected to turn out to see me. I'm quite excited.