Out of the blue a co-worker ponied up some cash and bought two of my books. It was a surprised, a very nice surprise. I don't sell a lot of books--I admit it. I'm not necessarily proud of it, but I'm not ashamed either. Right now I'm working a lot of hours and I don't have a lot of free time.
What does that have to do with selling books?
That's a fair question. I suppose the two subjects, writing books and selling books can be done independent of each other. They're two different actions. But for me they seem linked. It's like when I'm writing a lot, I feel more confident to sell what I've written. And when I have more to sell (because I'll have written more...), that will help, too.
So, tomorrow I'll pack up a couple of my books and take them to work with me. Rarely do I have books with me to sell. She wants them signed--her family's coming into town this summer and she'd like copies to give out. What a sweet, sweet gesture.
Looks like I've got to put in another order of books to sell.