Yesterday evening my stomach had the same ominous chunk of lead that settles there before I go to the dentist. That might as well have been my destination; there I was brushing my teeth, looking for spinach (pretty tricky since dinner had been sandwiches), and then flossing.
I had an interview with a reporter about my book, Earthly Needs, and photographs would be involved. What did it say about me as a person that I was more concerned about my hair than the clarity of my responses?
This was in the evening, and the Capris I’d had on all day were a bit rumpled. I found a clean shirt and hoped that all photographs would be from the waist up.
Fortunately, I knew the reporter from serving with her on one of our town’s committees, so that ratcheted the anxiety level down a few notches. We met on neutral ground, one of our town’s institutions, a one-time farm stand that now serves the coffee and pastry crowd in the morning, and the ice cream crowd at night.
The whole process turned out to be fun. I mean, who doesn’t enjoy talking about themselves? And she’d probably be gangbusters at calming skittish horses: She smiled, asked encouraging questions, and even distracted me with her fancy-dancy pen that both wrote and recorded our conversation.
Yep, I’ve hit the big time. Why, I’d better start practicing my signature for all those autographs the next time I’m in the center of town.
Granted, the newspaper isn't exactly the New York Times. It’s in that free circular you can pick up in the drug store, right next to the real estate flyers.
We were interviewed by the local paper a couple of weeks ago. It was a very nice article. I have no idea what their circulation is but the town has less than 10,000 people. A couple of days after it came out we were sitting outside a local restaurant waiting for our dinner companions to arrive when a woman and her husband walked by...I know you, she says, you're the new artists in town. I saw you in the paper. So there was my 15 seconds of fame.ReplyDelete
Yes, the burdens of fame weigh heavy.Delete
Oooh. I would be distracted by that fancy-dancy pen too. Every bag I have ever owned has a plethora of pens stashed in it, but none of them are fancy. Or dancy.ReplyDelete
I hope we get to see that link next week - and congratulations.
That is so wonderful! Congratulations!ReplyDelete
Hahaha. Good for you.ReplyDelete
Way to go. Be sure and post the link if possible. Congrats on the intro to fame. Can we say we knew you when?ReplyDelete
Congratulations on your book and a great interview.ReplyDelete
Congrats! I'm pretty impressed with fancy smanzy pens too!ReplyDelete
Yay! An interview and a live link. Who could ask for more in today's publishing world? (Don't answer that, okay?) :-)ReplyDelete
Nope, no live link, unfortunately - although I could probably find it the little paper's website.Delete
You are so funny. Congratulations! I would definitely get in line for your autograph, and I would love to read the article. I'm hoping you will have another book out soon.ReplyDelete
Well, the second one is finished. I'm going to be shopping around at a couple of upcoming conferences to see if any agents out there are interested.Delete
Glad your interview went well. I haven't read your book yet, it's hanging around in my downloads files.ReplyDelete
According to my dentist, a lovely young lady with beautiful teeth, the flossing should be done before the brushing. it loosens the debris which then gets brushed away.
See? There's the value of the blogging world. I now know how to brush and floss correctly!Delete