Look how important it is to me that I sign his boots the right way. Look at the tension in my free hand saying, “This man is going to see what I wrote every time he looks down. I’d better make it count.”
I signed them, “Keep asking questions.” But judging from his Q&A personality, he didn’t need my advice. He never stopped asking me questions, no matter how personal they got.
Then he said, “No, sign them both.” So I did.
Tomorrow morning I’ll be getting up early to drive to lovely, lovely San Francisco. Won’t you please come join me at Borders?
400 Post Street
San Francisco, CA
In Topeka over the weekend, I signed a pair of work boots. The man took off his shoes and had me sign the tops of them. Meghan, my awesome Topeka librarian and new friend (who was very disappointed I hadn’t brought Cal along for the trip), took a picture that I’ll post when she sends it, but I’m telling you… the man walked in while I was talking, dropped to a chair, started the Q&A with “What do you think about co-dependency and how do you get out of it?,” interrupted my “astute” answer to ask me my name, and then had me sign his workboots. Read more
I am now, officially, sick of myself.
Podcast and video clips will be posted on the Topeka website in a few days. But it’s very different from the last time I went on a book tour. This time, there’s You Tube.
LN James found me in the bathroom, and asked if I’d shoot some video for her.
“In the bathroom?” I think I asked about six times.
“No, it doesn’t have to be.”
The next thing I know I’m being recorded, and later I took a picture with her where my clothes were falling off. Because when I go Topeka, I go classy. See?
I broke a key off my keyboard today. My keyboard has a taped-on key. I’m rocking a NerdBoard.
The dangers of my Topeka hotel:
And new to the list, after the final round of allergy scratch tests:
pollens, or Why California Is Killing Me:
California Black Walnut
Cypress (like you wouldn’t believe. my arm was livid!)
Alkali rye grass
Perennial rye grass
Kentucky blue grass
“…a rollicking page-turner…Ribon has crafted Benny to a fully realized, sympathetic protagonist, an intelligent woman who lost her way at some point, but manages to stumble toward happiness. The result is fantastic and satisfying.”
“…a pithy and achingly accurate tale of a family that puts the fun in dysfunctional.”
Thanks to Sarah Wolf at the Albuquerque Journal and Michelle at Fallen Angel Reviews. [Links take you to the full review]
And for those of you having difficulties finding the book in Canada, they’re working on it. Some kind of system-wide problem between the publisher and the distributor.
Reminder: Next weekend (September 2nd) I’ll be speaking at the Topeka and Shawnee County Library. I hope to see you there. Yes, you. What’s the problem? It’s in an auditorium and they’re serving tea. You don’t like tea? As Sandy said, “You don’t have to drink tea.” So I’ll be looking for you.
I’ll be at the Topeka and Shawnee County Library on September 2nd. I’ll be reading from the new book, answering questions, signing things that may or may not be your breasts, and generally dorking-out right in front of your very eyes.