Writing and remembering, "Everything is Tomorrow?"

I've been working on my new book, Everything is Tomorrow? about the nine weeks I spent in Peru in 1987. Peru wasn't very stable then. (Now it has a budding tourist industry and is a lot of fun) There were Maoist guerrilas (today, I suppose, some would call them terrorists) operating in most parts of the country. There were a couple present at our archeology camp--under the theory that we wouldn't be attacked if some of them were with us.
I remember most of it vividly. I'm using the journal I kept at the time as the "skeleton" of the work, and fleshing the rest of it out as I go. Interesting times. Dangerous times, too. It was a lot of fun. I plan to publish it at the end of February--or middle of March.
Remembering is not without it's costs, however small. I have pretty vivid dreams, and pulling a guy out of raging white water left a mark on me I can't deny. Still toss and turn a bit when that one comes up. It was successful, that rescue.
I hope you'll read the book when it comes out. It's an adventure I'd like to show you.