Visiting the kids
As a writer visiting bookshops is an event that can be fraught with peril. Do you casually stroll to the shelf where your books would be shelved and check to see if they are there? Visiting the kids, might not be such a good idea as the kids may be missing. What tremors I feel upon seeing that my book just wasn't loved enough to earn a spot next to William Gay! Sometimes, however, the kids are there, happily frolicking amongst other literary darlings. That's good. Thus it was when I visited the giant temple that is Powell's in Oregon I found my baby.
Here we are, together.
Good times.