And I tell you, it feels like I AM in midair right now. I don't believe my feet have touched the ground yet.
My dear Bumble pals Char & Robin drove me to Stevens Point and we located the DUC without incident. Then we tried to locate the room when I spotted the posters promoting the book on walls! Oh my!
The staff at Cornerstone was lovely. The venue was gorgeous. The home party ladies lining the room were sweet. There were door prizes and of course THE BOOK!
What a thrill to actually hold it and thumb through the pages!
There was mingling and then some speechifying. Steve Zahurones , Cornerstone's President, gave a phenomenal introduction. I'm telling you, look out for this guy--he's going places. Just warning you. Per Henningsgaard said the most flattering things about me. And then I sat up on the stage under a spotlight and perspired (or did I glow? who am I kidding--I was sweating) through my little rambling speech about the book and where it started and how it ended up at this point. I read my 3 pages.
When I finished, a line formed of people wanting ME to sign their book. The kindest, sweetest, nicest people. A lovely woman from Italy who asked me to unpack the title's meaning. A tall, slim woman who wants the dress I wore and knew it was from Title Nine and she would look better in it than I do. A blonde woman who bought the book for her adorable 9 month daughter (who promptly began chewing on the corner of the cover after I handed it back). Gorgeous twins who bought the book for their mom. A man who bought the book for his grandma, but he sure liked it, too! A woman who writes history, a woman who writes poetry, the Mary Kay rep (who wore the most fabulous red coat), the Lia Sophia rep (who I'm totally calling to collaborate with should I ever write a sequel to Whipped, Not Beaten), the Cutco Cutlery man (who had the biggest smile) and the Pure Romance woman (who I want to host a party because it would be a blast). People from the Alumni office working to launch my book for an alumni book club this spring. The people from the press to whom I am so thankful--all they've done, how hard they've worked on my behalf. Wives, roommates, co-workers and interested citizens. It was a blast meeting all of them!
It still makes me dizzy to think of it--all those books sold, the charming people who wanted to meet me--even going to Char and Robin to ask if I'm really "like that in real life" (they assured people that I am "like that"). Heck, even a radio ad that they replayed for me to hear since I live out of the listening area.
It was positively glorious.
I feel so blessed.