On Sunday, we (miiddle daughter who did all the driving) left Wildomar and headed for West Covina and the San Gabriel Vally Litfest. As usual, it took awhile to figure out exactly where we ought to be, upstairs in City Hall in an open space that turned out to be very windy and cold. And at times too noisy to talk thanks to musicians playing and singing close by. That wasn't good because in order to get people interested in your books you need to be able to talk to them and they have to hear you.
|A group of OTP authors|
|Introducing myself to a delightful woman.|
|We continue to chat.|
|I jumped from one table to another--this one I shared with Larry and Lorna Collins, me and daughter, Lisa.|
|Oak Tree Press authors|
As you may notice, I now am wearing a shawl, the wind was really cold sailing through that open space.
I understand that on Friday and Saturday far more people came by--that was not the case on Sunday.
We had our readings in the evening and they were not well-attended, perhaps Sunday evening isn't the best time for this kind of event.
In any case, I was tickled to see everyone and have the opportunity to visit with them a bit. Sold one book and traded books with two authors.