The basement is finally finished! (If you don\u2019t count a half dozen tiny things that still need to get done). The plumber and electrician made several new dings in the freshly painted bathroom wall, but hoping my painter will be good about fixing them. The painter said the people who made the dings should fix them, and the contractor says, no, that\u2019s the painter\u2019s job. So\u2026<\/p>\n
Tonight I told a story on a new stage: Tales & Ales in Ashburn, VA. I told The Garlic Rebellion, which I\u2019ve told a few times on other stages but which I haven\u2019t told for nearly 2 years. I also changed the beginning a bit and rehearsed numerous times. I still flubbed it at the start by forgetting which line came next, but I was able to recover pretty well and no one was the wiser. It was a good crowd, more than 100 people.<\/p>\n
A local indie bookseller was carrying local indie books at a popup at the show, but I sold only one book (DIY Solo Retreats); not even a copy of my memoir, which my story tonight came from. I\u2019ve had three events in the past three weeks and only managed to sell a total of nine books. I spent extra money have extra copies of my books shipped to me by express so I\u2019d have them in time for the event. Turns out it was money wasted. Now I\u2019m stuck with 75 copies of my memoir alone, which I\u2019ll never be able to sell myself. Just hoping more local bookshops pick me up (although a lot of them are snobbish when it comes to self-published books). Feeling quite demoralized this evening.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"