We authors lead such glamorous lives (not).
Here I am ready to sign books at a place called the Shell Factory. It is a large building selling not only shells, but also toys, Christmas ornaments, and other miscellany. It is currently being remodeled, so my fellow romance author Diana Welker and I were seated amid video games, a pool table and a pizza counter.
Sales-wise, Diana did better than I today. I couldn’t even give away the candy I brought to tempt readers. I did get a few people to sign up for my newsletter.
Oh, well, Better luck next time.