Happily Ever After
Life in The Rural Retreat with a beautiful wife, three cats, garden wildlife, a camera, a computer – and increasing amounts about running
Earlier posts can be found on Adventures of a Lone Bass Player, where this blog began life. Recent entries can be found here.
A Literary Event
by admin - 15:07 on 26 May 2013
Yesterday was Freda's big day, when Rosemarkie People and Places was officially launched at the Gordon Memorial Hall in the village. It was also a day when the sun shone the brightest so far this year; would people attend the launch or head elsewhere to make the most of the good weather?
Fortunately, Freda knows lots of people, and word of her efforts had spread, so for two hours the hall buzzed and close to a hundred books found buyers (some picking up multiple copies for dispatch to foreign parts).
A small amount of business was also transacted at the Bassman Books table that Freda had kindly allowed me to set up, including discussion following a request that I give a talk about self-publishing to the local U3A group. I agreed grudgingly, as this will have to be a real talk with no audio-visuals to hide behind.
The proud author
I shared the task by roping in Freda. She should have regained her voice by the date of the talk (to be arranged) - she barely had one left after two hours of talking with her enthusiastic public. Her wrist must have been aching too after signing so many books. We authors must suffer for our art.
The launch was a good place for gossip
The piece in The Inverness Courier (it insists on a capital T), which I've now seen, was on page three and as good as could have been hoped for. The Ross-shire Journal didn't mention Freda or her book at all. Not impressive for the allegedly local paper.
Another Serengeti moment - the grass has been cut since then
Moggy Update: I now have a full set of snaps featuring pheasants and prowling felines after catching Pandora in the act a few days ago. No pheasants were harmed in the taking of this picture.
Posing Pandora - now almost a grown-up cat
Marten Update: Still no daylight sightings. The Bushnell snapped one at eleven-thirty last night, which is most frustrating when a friend is seeing her mustelid diners three hours earlier. I have a standing invitation to visit; I may have to take it up.
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