Book signings, art galleries, and the laughing muse

I’ve got a couple of book signings coming up for TUNNEL VISION. The first is at the Barnes and Noble in Devon, PA on December 10th at one. The next will be at Chester County Books in West Chester, PA at seven on December 15th. Come to one, come to both, and bring all your friends and their sisters and their cousins and their aunts. Men, too, of course, and little boys.  Walruses, if you can convince them, just leave out the seawater.

The signing at Chester County Books will be a mass signing–adult books down to picture books. My friend Eileen Spinelli will be there signing THE PERFECT CHRISTMAS.  Something for everybody.

I went to the opening of an art exhibit today at the Chadds Ford Gallery in Chadds Ford, PA. Something for everybody there, too, with miniature paintings of clowns, horses, flowers, and just about everything else. Kind of like a book signing with many of the artists hanging around, looking like regular people–funny how that is–watching to see how the rest of us react to their opened hearts. I’ve never seen a line for buying original art before, but the paintings were leaving, and they weren’t walking out on their own! I wanted to say to some of the buyers, wait! I haven’t had a chance to look at that one yet. Nor that one, nor that one! I think the artists thought it was just fine, and that’s how you could tell who they were–by their smiles, by their sideways glances to see which ones the buyers were carrying off. A last goodbye to a brainchild if one was theirs.

I have done a little writing today. The project is new, its wings still so damp it can’t yet fly, so I write carefully while my muse grins slyly from one of the shelves. Once in a while, I think she’s granting me some magic dust. And sometimes, I think she’s not. But I keep figuring out what to write next. I’m having fun with this story, finding out gradually what it is about. It always seems like a backwards way to write a story, but that is the way my mind works.  Maybe that’s why the muse is laughing at me!

So, my fellow readers and writers, hope all’s working for you on this fine day, and that your muse, if she is laughing, is also spreading magic dust over your world.

Until next time–


By authorsusanshaw

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