Shoshone Falls near Twin Falls, Idaho. One of the prettiest falls there is. Rainbow included at no extra charge.
We arrived in Twin Falls, Idaho, on a beautiful Saturday morning and immediately went down to take a look at Shoshone Falls. A lot of folks were heading down there and–surprise, surprise–they needed $3 per car for entrance. Good thing we had a little cash handy.
The falls were everything promised and it was wife Connie’s first time there. Then we went to the Barnes & Noble in town and started to set up. Deby Johnson, the person who coordinated this even, had twelve copies each of Sudden Mission and Nasty Leftovers. At noon I started to get nervous, wondering if we would even put a dent in the bookstore’s inventory of my books. Connie got me a venti non-fat mocha and we settled in to watch people come and go.
Connie adding class to the display at Twin Falls, Idaho, Barnes & Noble.
I talked to a few folks, said “Hi” to people who looked our way, but things were quiet at first. Some people came by and mentioned an article in the local newspaper and looked over the books.
Then things started to pick up. My dad arrived with a friend and a nephew. My brother showed up. Folks I hadn’t seen since I was very young walked in. Activity around our table increased. Folks requested signing, shared memories, talked, hugged, shook hands–and then it was 4 pm.
Two copies of Nasty Leftovers were still on the table. Sudden Mission was sold out. Deby asked me to sign the last two copies of Nasty Leftovers and she would put an “autographed” sticker on them. Then we packed up our display. The Twin Falls Barnes & Noble, and Deby Johnson, were gracious hosts and we had a lot of fun there.
Connie and I checked into the hotel down the street, then went down to a conference room where Dad set up a reception. The room was packed and I set up the tabletop displays again, signed and sold a number of copies of each book. We ate, then I talked about National Novel Writing Month (NaNoWriMo), the journey to publication, answered questions, and read a little of Sudden Mission.
It’s all kind of a blur, now. Connie and I stumbled into our room exhausted about 8 or 9 pm (my watch said 9, but we were in Mountain Time).
I’m blessed and humbled at the turnout, the great people, friends, and family who came to support me. Thanks to Deby and the Twin Falls B&N, and Dad for setting this up.
There will be more.