I was very pleasantly surprised when much missed Bloggers Hotstove colleague and friend Bob Tarantino told me that Toronto’s Eye Weekly had plugged both my book and tomorrow’s launch party in their most recent issue (page 11). This is far more publicity than I could have hoped for, and I am most flattered by their description.
This is the same paper that shocked me earlier in the year when they put me on the list of other individuals they thought (optimistically, in my case) could run the Toronto Transit Commission.
I have been looking at ways of getting The Unwritten Girl into the news, but I’ve only been able to think of ways related to my fan fiction experience. It’s nice to know that I can parlay my Transit Toronto experience in there as well.
I was also pleasantly surprised by this completely unsolicited review from Danigirl’s blog, Postcards from the Mothership. Thank you, Danigirl! I’m really glad you enjoyed the book so.
This attention is more than I could have hoped for, but very welcome, of course.
I’ve been a little slow on the blog updates because, as you can well imagine, things have been busy here, preparing for the last launch before the summer lull. I hope to see you all down at Nicholas Hoare (45 Front Street East) tomorrow at 2 p.m. Wish me luck!
Moments in Time
So, I’m in the check-out counter at my local Sobey’s, paying for my purchases, and I hear the cashier behind me say, “and that will be six hundred and ninety-seven dollars, please.”
Of course I look, even though the cashier’s next breath is a fit of laughter. She’s serving a fellow employee, purchasing a couple of small items on her employee discount. The cashier catches my look and grins, and I can’t help but grin back. “I have to look”, I say. “I have to know what six hundred and ninety-seven dollars worth of groceries looks like.”
“About four carts,” my cashier informs me. “The most I’ve ever done is four hundred and fifty dollars — and of course, that arrived two minutes before the end of my shift.”
We shared a laugh about that, and I bid them farewell.