Recognition
The most amazing thing just happened (no, it had nothing to do with Oprah). I just got recognized. I was purchasing a book at Porter Square Books and the young woman behind the counter did a mini double take. Then she smiled and I began thinking, "Does she think she knows me? Because we've never met. I'd remember those eyebrows. Man those are lovely. I wish my eyebrows looked like that." And then she apologized for not remembering my name and that's when I start thinking "Does she know me from my book?" So I gave her my last name (Porter Sq. has a book buyer program and they need your name to tally your books). Then she mentioned my book and I smiled and laughed and said something unintelligible because Holy Fried Tomatoes with Sprinkles! She knew me from my book and how cool is that?
I always argue with my friends that they wouldn't recognize more than two authors if they happened to be seated in a plane or trail or car full of them. Let's face it, authors don't have their images displayed everywhere as do movie stars (and generally with good reason).
But she totally recognized me which means: I really need to think about what I wear when I leave the house .