Making New Friends and Selling
Saturday,
I went with some friends to another craft show to sell our books and to meet
the public. Much of what I do, is to pass out my cards and give them a quick
idea about the mysteries that I write about a retired homicide cop from
Pittsburgh Pennsylvania. His nickname is Tommy Two Shoes, a name that he got
when he had to wear a pair of mismatched pair of school and it stuck with him.
I have become the official barker for the group, talking to the potential
customers and getting them to draw near, sharing my spiel with them. Once they
come closer, the chances of selling rise much higher.
I
have become more gregarious since I retired from nursing and have pursued a
second career of writing. A writer must sell themselves as well as their books.
I reacquainted myself with an Italian lady who was at another show. It was so
nice.
The
woman to the left of our table was an actual book seller. She sold books from
major companies, mostly children’s books. She was Jewish and I was able to find
out more about her religion. The table across from us sold baked goods. There
was a pile of individual cheese cakes of a myriad of flavors. There were
cookies of all sorts and banana nut logs.
The
table behind me to my left was a lady who made jewelry out of natural stones,
silver wire, acrylic encased that hung on silver chains, Each piece was
different, reflecting the shape of the stones. The table behind and to my right
were manned by two women and a youth, still in high school. They sold wreaths
of various sizes and were composed of ribbons, colored burlap, and flowers. I
had a blast teasing and feeding the young man. I brought several snacks with
me. He asked that I put his story in one of my books. I’m not sure that I can,
but I can try a limerick for him.
Nathan,
a young man was bullied.
His
name was abused and sullied.
But
due to his charm
And
his pitching arm
He
later filled the Pirates’ need.
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