Well, we writers have to meet our adoring public, don’t we? So last Saturday my fellow Arun Scribe Rosemary Noble and I packed up our books and trundled over to Crawley, in West Sussex, where the library was having a local authors’ book fair.
It turned out to be a huge success: there were 22 writers there, and the organisers told me that many more had applied (so hopefully the next one will be bigger? ) The publicity both in advance and on the day was impressive, and so was the large turnout of potential readers / customers. I talked to lots of people and sold a few books. Here’s my abiding memory of the day: a fellow writer picked up my ‘coming soon’ flyer for the Limericks book, and laughed his head off. Eternal blessings to him for that! Here’s what made him giggle:
A cheerful young fellow named Trev
Went off for a romp in Lodeve.
But he soon lost his smile
When he caught something vile
In a house of delight called Mon Reve.
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