Yesterday was the first signing for Sins of the Sister. It was slow, as expected, but what thrilled me the most, meeting people who came in for a specific thing and ended up wandering over engaging in conversation with someone they didn’t know. Most walked away with a book.
Of course, getting the book into people’s hands is important. For me though, just meeting people and having a conversation whether it is about the book, weather, farming, motorcycles, or just life in general makes me smile.
And yes, when I arrived home, I told my mean high school girl hens all about it. They had this look of good, now where’s our meal worm treats. I feel like the Rodney Dangerfield of the farm. I get no respect, no respect at all I tell ya.