... and why I think I stink at it.

Today I packed up a few copies of my book and went 'round to local potential sellers. Then I came home and emailed a manager, a corporate headquarters, and two "recommend a book here" pages, one of them the library, because nobody really wants to see an author carrying her own book walk into their store.

Tomorrow I try again. Having hit the places that officially have something to do with books, it is now time to try the grooming salon, the coffee shops (particularly the one that allows dogs on the patio), and other such places. In the evening, it goes to obedience class with me. In a couple of weeks, it goes to the dog-club meeting. I may have to visit some training clubs.

Then I have to explain to them my unique qualifications as a former SAR handler and current AKC competitor/enthusiast and general problem-analyzer and neuroscience/ethology/education geek to write this book. (Am I missing anything? No, I think that about covers it.)

I want a distribution manager for Christmas!