The Sale

So Saturday was the Cobb Library book sale and I'm happy to report there was nothing to be nervous about. But you probably already knew that - I just tend to get nervous for no reason.

This was my table:

This was me at the table:

This was the world's widest plastic chair (my hand as a reference):

 

 



Book sales are a lot like craft fairs - a room full of tables from behind which vendors sell their wares - only with books instead of bracelets and dream catchers. There were probably twenty local authors in attendance selling everything from quilting how-to guides to religious fiction. While it's true that no one achieves astronomical sales at events like this, it's a great chance for exposure: I handed out pamphlets and shook hands and got to meet some lovely local authors, and even sold some books. All in all, I'd call the day a success.