I once heard the famed actor, James Dean, said he wanted to experience everything life had to offer. From what we know of him today, he packed moe life into twentyy-four years than most people do in a full lifetime. Thus, my exuberance for experiencing a "book signing" of my own today.
As previously reported in this blog, my novel "Sofie, the Queen of Oakland" is on the bookshelves in one of the local Hastings. The book manager is sponsoring a "local author book signing" event this month and today was my first day.
I had resigned myself early on that there would not be a large crowd of readers in attendance to listen intently to any planned comments I might have for them. I didn't have any; and the readers didn't show. However, I did happen upon a lady who once taught a water-color class I took, and just as I was picking up my "stuff," she told me she was going to read my book.
So I signed one copy today. I still await the excitement that must come when one sells a book to someone unknown. Move over J. K. Rowling; I'm moving in on ya.
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