I was standing in line at my favorite bakery, ( I sometimes stand outside and sniff for hours) Sunday morning, when a gentleman who shall remain nameless walked up to me and informed me he knew what was wrong with Crossing The Centerline.
I immediately assumed a defensive position and waited for the body shot to come in front of a dozen other customers. Perhaps he had also discovered for reasons unknown to man a characters name changes within a two page span.
I looked down at the floor and start writing imaginary letters with the toe of my right shoe. A habit I picked up in a principal's office long ago. I take the customerary deep breath, and ask. "What would that be?"
He grinned a little and said, "It was way too short."
I offered to buy him a dozen donuts, but he just shook my hand and was on his way. He doesn't know it but I will never forget him.
Tuesday, June 30, 2009
Wednesday, June 24, 2009
Sometimes Neat Things Happen
I doubt many writers have had the opportunity to be involved in a project as I am about to describe.
Not unlike a great number of people, I frequent a particular restaurant a bit more than what my waistline requires.
On our several trips there Jane and I have become friends with Nora the head waitress. She is one of the most delightful people I have ever had the good fortune to meet.
We of course invited her to last Saturday's launch for Crossing The Centerline. Unfortunately she had to work and was unable to attend, but did send her daughter in her stead to purchase two books. Both with exact signing instructions
Today by chance we stopped in for lunch and found she was gifting one of the books to a regular of her's who was celebrating her 93rd. birthday. This customer had purchased an anthology I was part of last year and so enjoyed my story therein she told Nora she was eagerly waiting for my book to come out. Nora being Nora made sure her wait was not wasted.
I won't bore you with the dialoge that passed between us all, but I will tell you the kiss on the cheek I received made all those hours at the keyboard well worth while.
Not unlike a great number of people, I frequent a particular restaurant a bit more than what my waistline requires.
On our several trips there Jane and I have become friends with Nora the head waitress. She is one of the most delightful people I have ever had the good fortune to meet.
We of course invited her to last Saturday's launch for Crossing The Centerline. Unfortunately she had to work and was unable to attend, but did send her daughter in her stead to purchase two books. Both with exact signing instructions
Today by chance we stopped in for lunch and found she was gifting one of the books to a regular of her's who was celebrating her 93rd. birthday. This customer had purchased an anthology I was part of last year and so enjoyed my story therein she told Nora she was eagerly waiting for my book to come out. Nora being Nora made sure her wait was not wasted.
I won't bore you with the dialoge that passed between us all, but I will tell you the kiss on the cheek I received made all those hours at the keyboard well worth while.
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