Oh all the colors, what to choose first. Connie wrapped the markers up and put a bow on them. The perfect gift. I nervously signed the first book. But by the time we got to book 100 or so, the only thing I was thinking about was what color to use. It was fun seeing the names of people I knew. Oh that’s Linda and Mark, I’d tell Jon. Then I’d explain how I know them, “Linda bought my Full Moon Donkey, and I made her husband Quilt for a Good Man.” “Look,” I’d say, “It’s Susan… or it’s Candy,” and we’d talk as if we just saw them walk through the bookstore. Then there were the names we didn’t know. Which we were just as happy to see, all those people out there we don’t know who are buying books and reading blogs.
Connie’s mom, the painter, Marilyn Brooks was taking phone orders ( she has a new painting hanging in the bookstore, a lovely landscape with a barn), Kate was processing them and Connie was matching the orders to books (among other things) While we were there, someone placed the 500th order. We signed as many books as Connie had, about 200, so we’ll be back in Battenkill Books when more come in at the end of the week.
I have to admit, it was kind of fun hanging around the bookstore and signing books. And I think I got my signature down too.