At the last minute, I was offered the opportunity to set up a table at the 3rd Thursday Walk About organized and sponsored by Islamorada's Morada Way Arts & Cultural District. It's a gathering of "artists" selling everything from jewelry to fine art to mosaics to post cards. And then there was me.
Most people had nice market umbrellas with fancy lights attached and pretty teak tables for their wares. I had a fold up card table covered by a table cloth and a few candles. I overheard a passerby ask her husband if he thought I was a palm reader. Ahem.
The night began quite warm and I thought it was sheer dumb luck when I sold a book before I'd even unpacked my things. I'd like to brag at this point and mention that the person who bought the book was a complete stranger. The feeling of handing over my paperback in exchange for cash was....odd. Awesomely so. Dougie just watched me smiling like a weirdo.
From out of nowhere, the wind picked up and shit began to fly around. I was freezing and after two hours, we packed up and headed home to the fire place. (I think it went below 68 degrees!) All in all, I sold six books in two hours and that was satisfying. I met some really funny people with whom I exchanged Catholic School stories and they seemed very interested in my book. I met others who read the title, wrinkled their noses and walked away without a word. Sheesh. Some people.
I've been invited to go back next month but it was strongly suggested I buy a more attractive table. I guess my crappy card table and ill-fitting table cloth isn't the look they're going for!
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