After a late morning lunch of Chicken Satay and Jasmine tea, my friend and I went to the local wine bar and enjoyed several half-glasses of white and red wines. Then, we parted company. Walking back to my car, I spotted a sign outside a local clothing shop with chalk words “Book Signing Today.” I strolled in to greet the author, and speak to him.
He wasn’t selling his novels today, but a coffee table (gift) book of his articles from years of writing for the local newspaper. I’m not much interested in this kind of work, so I took his card. And he bought a copy of THE EIGHT-FOOT BOY which I signed. I still love doing that – signing my novel is so much fun.
Happy Reading, everyone!