Saturday, April 22, 2006
A Happy Ending. Thanks, Girlie
Ah, the fabulous life of an author. Today, I spent hours in a lovely library in a small town for their book festival. About 45 authors were on site as were clowns, hot dog vendors, a dulcimer player and a kid's drum line. It was a hot day and the event planners kindly put the authors inside the building where it was air conditioned. The problem? They forgot to tell anybody that there were authors in the house. Maybe, MAYBE, six people wandered by my table. Another problem? The library had signs everywhere touting its books for a nickel sale. What are you going to go look at? Books for a nickel. Who gives a rat's bottom about authors when there are books for a nickel? The last straw was discovering that more people stopped to hear the dulcimer player with the voice of Snow White twittering away because at least you could see her. The authors were in the back of the library talking amongst themselves. I guess I know 45 authors that won't be going back to that festival. But when I got home, Girlie said, "I'm sorry your morning wasn't great, Mommy." I said, "Well, this is the best part of my day, seeing you." Girlie: "I love making you happy." Sigh. What book fair?