With the 2019 crop a complete disaster, it made sense that a month later I found myself on a private jet headed to Las Vegas with Dick, Brett, Billy, and Peter. Peter was Dick’s new Personal Assistant. Dick also brought two friends who owned a hemp farm in Idaho.
Trato Diablo Farms had been “nominated” for the Game Changer Award of the Year at MJBizCon, the world’s largest conference in the marijuana industry.
On Our Way to Vegas
On My Way to Vegas
Dom Perignon in the Morning
And that’s all you get.
For now.
If you want to find out the grizzly demise of Trato Diablo Farms and what happens to Cornelius and me and my family and the end of MY INSANE YEAR AS A HEMP FARMER – please buy the book.
The manuscript is complete and I’m querying agents. I’ve been advised to hold off releasing the next six chapters until I work a deal with a publisher.
But for those who’ve been following along as the story’s unfolded, I don’t want to leave y’all hanging. Here’s the remaining chapter titles to give you a peek at what happens next:
THE WAREHOUSE
THE CABIN
THE RESIGNATION
THE PANDEMIC
THE ESCAPE
PART 3: GET IN THE CAR, CHELSEA
THE AFTERMATH
EPILOGUE
Thanks for reading – I’ll keep you posted – stay tuned for B-Sides and Deleted Scenes.
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