So I started brainstorming. Water bug. Water fall. Water breaks. Water boarding. Birthing tub. Or, slip-n-slide, flotsam jetsam, Floridian crocodile-laden fan boat ride. Fishing with my father.

I grew up in a town where the Milwaukee River bends west. On a private lake called Paradise.

So join me in the floating city on March 6. I’ll be reading. More information here. Facebook event here.