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I'm doing a reading today at The Sparkle Bookstore in Sparkill, New York.
At last! I was originally scheduled to appear there two weeks ago. There was a snow squall that morning, but Marianne and I got into the car anyway and... two miles down the road, after a lot of close calls, we passed a stranded bus and saw a car slide sideways into a transformer box. It became clear that we could never make it to the bookstore in time (we'd given ourselves an extra hour), so we called them to cancel and went home.
Round trip: Four miles in an hour.
The kind people at Sparkle rescheduled for the following weekend.
And then--you saw this coming--Snowmagodzillageddon! My second appearance was rescheduled.
But now, mirabile dictu, the weather gurus say it won't snow until the next day. Which means I'll be reading and shmoozing at 3 p.m. today! I'm looking forward to it.
If you're in the area, you should consider showing up. Not for my sake but because look at the picture above! Isn't that just the coolest, most sincere, most gemutlich bookstore you've ever seen? Be honest now. It's the Ted Lasso of independent book retail. How could you possibly resist it?
I don't think you can. But if you can, don't.
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