Well, perhaps not so much "mayhem" as "tomfoolery." I went to a book signing on Saturday at McChord Air Force Base's BX near Tacoma, WA, and I was told to bring artwork to sell as well as books. I was thinking, hey, air force guys fresh off of payday with money to burn! Easy targets! Not so much.
Last time I was in a PX, it was more like a trading post in the Northwest Territory, but this modern BX was like a mall with a Target tacked into the middle of it. There were lots of arts 'n crafts booths set up in the mall's main strip, but where did I get set up? Inside right by the door, like I was selling candy bars or Girl Scout cookies. Not conducive to browsing an artist's wares.
I did sell 7 books, and one portrait sketch of a passerby, but all that took seven hours. Seven! Hours! And it's cold out here, man!
Anyway, if anything, this last Saturday's experience has sent me running over to the camp of "No More Book Signings, Thank You." You were right, I was naive. I appreciate everything Galaxy Press has done for me, but the whole point of this thing was to get my career going, and that isn't happening at book signings.
So, just wanted to rant a bit here, sorry.
Oh, and where are Kim and James? We may need to launch a search and rescue op.
Finally, is anyone else planning something artistic for Christmas this year? If so, what?
Laters,
Naters