Tuesday, March 27, 2012

Road Warrior

Back from our mini book tour through Southern California with fellow mystery writer Cara Black. Ah, the glamorous life of a mystery writer: driving 300 miles around LA, swinging by Starbucks for espresso (triple for Cara) and back to motel late at night. Bagel for breakfast from the motel lobby. 

And the usual minor disasters. In Thousand Oaks we went into a French cafe because Cara had given a luncheon speech at which everyone else ate except her. I got a small pastry and didn't realize that the plate was expertly decorated with drizzles of chocolate. Carried back the plate and wound up with a line of chocolate across my white top. (Typical Rhys Bowen!). Then the next day Cara stopped me going into a store and whispered, "You've got white on your black pants." I don't know where it came from. It looked like white paint. Came off with a little scrubbing in the rest room.

But we had lovely people who came out to see us at each of our venues and the reassurance that brave little independent bookstores are still hanging in there,  still supported by loyal customers, and Kindle is not yet taking over the world.  I had a pleasant surprise last night when we did an event at Books Inc at Laurel Village in San Francisco and they ran out of chairs and space, on a Monday evening. Ingrid, the events coordinator had provided French wine and treats because Cara's books are set in Paris.

Now I've two days to do laundry, catch up before I head off to Sacramento to Left Coast Crime. I'll report from that!


  1. You should know not to wear white shirts to book signings by now! lol I rarely wear them ever because I know I will get something on them. I always wear a red shirt when I go to Korean restaurants so that the red spice in my favorite dish won't show up when it invariably splashes! lol

  2. Hello,
    I was going to write to Minotaur Books to tell them about this error, but they don't have a way to comment on their web page, so I will tell you: the book jacket on the copy of "Hush Now, Don't You Cry, or the one at Waunakee (WI) Public Library anyway, has the victim's name spelled "Hanna," and as you know, your character's name is Hannan. Any perhaps it doesn't matter in the scheme of things....

  3. Just finished reading "Hush Now, Don't You Cry". What a great book! It (and you) deserve to be on the New York Times Best Seller List! I really liked the way that you kept Daniel true to the turn-of-the-century masculine thought pattern...but also let some of his gentleness peek through, along with his growing pride in Molly's intellect. I think you are on the road to showing how even in 1903 this couple can evolve into a working team. Can't wait for the next Molly installment.