October 3rd, 2014


The Books Are Here!

author's copies

The author’s copies of Die and Stay Dead have arrived! (I’ve already given one to my mother. I’m such a good Jewish son.) This is always an exciting time for an author, to have actual printed copies of their book to hold and smell and try to keep the cats from rubbing their faces all over.

I’m hitting the road today to sign stock at a few more bookstores around NYC. We’ll see if any of them ask me for ID first, which is what happened at the Union Square Barnes & Noble yesterday. (Despite my picture being on the back of the book!) But it’s unusual to be asked for ID when signing stock — it’s only happened to me once before — so I asked the clerk why he was carding. He replied, “Weird things have happened.” I want to know what that story is so badly, but he was too busy with other customers for me to ask.

Don’t forget, you only have two days left to win a free copy of Die and Stay Dead over at Goodreads! Enter today!

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I Must Have One of Those Faces

82nd & Broadway

I hit two more Barnes & Noble stores today to sign copies of Die and Stay Dead, one on the Upper East Side at 86th Street and Lexington Avenue, and the other clear across town on 82nd Street and Broadway (with a lovely walk through Central Park in between). The picture above is from the Broadway store, where they actually had the book displayed on the New in Fiction table upstairs instead of just on the Fiction & Literature shelf.

But something remarkable happened while I was there. The bookseller working in the Fiction section recognized me from when I worked at that same B&N back in 1999! He even remembered that I used to own my own bookstore, and that I liked science fiction and fantasy! I was flabbergasted. Not just that he remembered me so well, but also that he was still there after fifteen years considering B&N’s normal turnover rate. It was one of those incredible small-world moments, on par with the time someone in college recognized me because we used to carpool together to kindergarten. Hand to God, that one really happened!

I must just have one of those faces that never changes.

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