Book signing wowsa wooza
(This post lazily ported over from my Live Journal, where the hilarity generally happens.)
No, really, I’m okay about not being at Wiscon. Seriously. I was thinking about talking Last Son of Krypton last year over breakfast in the Governer’s Club with Christopher and Doselle and Ted and totally didn’t get moony over it. Hallway conversations with hilarious friends? Who needs ‘em? ::sniffle:: Darn these allergies.
Not that these “allergies” have completely stopped me from having a good weekend. Mysterious Galaxy were nice enough to invite me to do a signing and were gracious hosts, particularly manager Patrick. I had the pleasure of sharing the table with Kirsten Imani Kasai, author of Ice Song, and we both read some short selections, answered questions from the audience, and signed for friends, family, customers I assume neither one of us knew, and stock. My cousin Ellen bought about a bajillion copies of Norse Code, and one of Lisa’s co-workers showed up, and Steven Klotz (MentatJack) came down by train from LA. (And, again, Steven, sorry I lost track of you as you were leaving; I should have at least offered you a ride to the station! Sorry!!!)
I feel lucky to have such a great bookstore in town. I already loved shopping there, and I couldn’t have asked for a better place for my first signing. And then Lisa and I had meat for dinner and ice cream. Meat! Ice cream!
Here’re a couple of pics. I cut off some people on the right, including store manager Patrick. Cameras should be better at knowing what I want to get a picture of. There should be a special Dumbass Prevention chip.
| From Mysterious Galaxy Signing |
And here I am, signing. Rather furiously, it looks like.
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| From Mysterious Galaxy Signing |
And only tangentially related, Charles Tan sends me this picture of Norse Code in the Philippines. It’s under E, which is correct (sometimes) from a filing standpoint, but I prefer V, since van Eekhout is my last name, and the “van” part deserves as much love as the harder-to-spell part. Of course, I’ve heard of one bookstore where they didn’t know if I should be under E or V, so they put me under G. Outside-the-box thinking!
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| From Bookstore pics |


