So...
I apologize for ghosting. I had some major computer problems and just recently repaired everything. It's nice to see things on more than a 3 inch screen and to be able to type again. Ah... bliss.
Updates: My reading in San Fransisco was absolutely fantastic. It was small, but they had just won the pennant the night before, and people were likely still drunk. It was very nice to see a city in celebration like that, though.
All in all, about 15 people turned up. I had a mic hooked up to the PA system for the store (Books Inc. in the Marina, for those who live there, do check them out. Amazing) and there were small children playing in the children's section.
I began reading "The Night the Dolls Came," which I intended to be for children, and spent the next 10 minutes or so focusing on that so as not to choke. When I looked up, I was delighted to see that all of the children had piled into seats and were looking up at me with fascination, totally wrapped in the story. It made me very proud.
The night moved on. The children weren't as interested in the other stories I told (another bit of self-satisfaction, there), but the audience, people who were walking in off of the street, and even the staff were entertained. The book giveaway was done (numbers pulled from my hat, of course) and the winner's book signed. I was just packing it in when a couple walked in, flustered from walking quickly.
"Sorry we're late! We hit traffic, but we really wanted to be here," the woman said. I checked with the staff, then told them that I had read all of the stories that I had practiced, but that if they would like to stay and hear others and generally hang out, I would love to have them stay. And stay they did.
I ended up reading almost half of the book that night, mostly to an audience of two, who interrupted with questions, raised interesting points, asked about various techniques in writing – it was great. They bought the only copy I sold that night.
For those of you who keep up with my blogs here, I do have some sad news. Houdini, the adorable little kitten whom I had rescued when her mother abandoned her, has passed away. I'm wearing her collar around my wrist as I type this. I won't focus on this subject here, but if you'd like to know more, I wrote it out on my facebook page several weeks ago. I'm still not really over it.
Moving right along...
Progress continues on the audiobook, now that my computer is functional once again. I will also be doing a collaboration with a dear friend and quite talented lady by the name of A. Gray. It's going to be Victorian in setting, and all about Fae creatures in basis. Stories are already being worked on and are, frankly, fantastic. I'll keep you updated about that.
In a non-writing related topic, I will soon begin doing security for Kato, who is a dear friend of mine and all around a lovely person. I will also be doing security for different things around town involved with that business, so we'll see how that goes.
All in all, things could be worse. Until next time, fine readers.
Updates: My reading in San Fransisco was absolutely fantastic. It was small, but they had just won the pennant the night before, and people were likely still drunk. It was very nice to see a city in celebration like that, though.
All in all, about 15 people turned up. I had a mic hooked up to the PA system for the store (Books Inc. in the Marina, for those who live there, do check them out. Amazing) and there were small children playing in the children's section.
I began reading "The Night the Dolls Came," which I intended to be for children, and spent the next 10 minutes or so focusing on that so as not to choke. When I looked up, I was delighted to see that all of the children had piled into seats and were looking up at me with fascination, totally wrapped in the story. It made me very proud.
The night moved on. The children weren't as interested in the other stories I told (another bit of self-satisfaction, there), but the audience, people who were walking in off of the street, and even the staff were entertained. The book giveaway was done (numbers pulled from my hat, of course) and the winner's book signed. I was just packing it in when a couple walked in, flustered from walking quickly.
"Sorry we're late! We hit traffic, but we really wanted to be here," the woman said. I checked with the staff, then told them that I had read all of the stories that I had practiced, but that if they would like to stay and hear others and generally hang out, I would love to have them stay. And stay they did.
I ended up reading almost half of the book that night, mostly to an audience of two, who interrupted with questions, raised interesting points, asked about various techniques in writing – it was great. They bought the only copy I sold that night.
For those of you who keep up with my blogs here, I do have some sad news. Houdini, the adorable little kitten whom I had rescued when her mother abandoned her, has passed away. I'm wearing her collar around my wrist as I type this. I won't focus on this subject here, but if you'd like to know more, I wrote it out on my facebook page several weeks ago. I'm still not really over it.
Moving right along...
Progress continues on the audiobook, now that my computer is functional once again. I will also be doing a collaboration with a dear friend and quite talented lady by the name of A. Gray. It's going to be Victorian in setting, and all about Fae creatures in basis. Stories are already being worked on and are, frankly, fantastic. I'll keep you updated about that.
In a non-writing related topic, I will soon begin doing security for Kato, who is a dear friend of mine and all around a lovely person. I will also be doing security for different things around town involved with that business, so we'll see how that goes.
All in all, things could be worse. Until next time, fine readers.
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