See that guy right there? That’s the fantastic Redray Frazier. Fantastic singer. Fantastic writer. Above all, fantastic human. And I say that not just because he sent me that photo via text from the coast just before Thanksgiving. He’d be all those things even if he hadn’t bought a copy of the book. Go check him out when he plays. Here he is on Facebook, and on ReverbNation.
I continue to be shocked and amazed–shamazed?–that people would like me to write in their books. I’ve said this before, but it seems like only yesterday people would say, “Sir, if you write in that, you’re going to have to buy it.” Now people buy a book and ask me to write in it. Life, man.
I’ve heard from a number of these goodly folks on Twitter and Facebook, and I thought it might make sense to do something like office hours. Simple idea: I’ll be in one place, hanging out. Come by with a book if you want it signed. Or come by just to say hey. I don’t get out enough. Some of you haven’t seen in a while.
We’ll do two next week, and then maybe one early the next week. If these times don’t work for you, let me know. If you’re out of town and would like a book signed, I’ve got some plates (stickers) that look real nice and I’d be happy to sign them and send them off. Again: let me know.
IMPORTANT: I don’t have any books to sell. So you’ll need to get your hands on one if you want it signed. That information is below, but then you’re all smart people. You know how to buy books.
Thursday, Dec. 11, 6:30-9:30: The Old Gold (2105 N. Killingsworth St.)
Sunday, Dec. 14, 12:30-3: Bar Bar (3939 N. Mississippi Ave.)
Now, some book news. As I type this, Powell’s has two copies, one in a remote warehouse. They were out. Amazon was out too. Amazon is getting restocked. Barnes & Noble (parent company of U.S. publisher, Sterling) has been steady, but the warehouse was emptied a few weeks ago. They punched out an emergency second run for the holidays. I’m told this is good. Best of all (as far as I’m concerned) people seem to really be digging the book. Go get a copy. Then we’ll hang out.