|Being Abigail inside Dymocks|
(My hand was shaking quite a bit
when I took this photo.)
Followers of this blog may not be so surprised to learn that I love visiting various bookstores around Adelaide. (After all, I manage to include anecdotes about my bookstore visits nearly every time that I write a book review.) Anyway, tonight, I made one of my semi-regular stop-offs at the Dymocks bookstore in Rundle Mall. (Dymocks and I go way back. I remember back in the early 1990s when they were in a different location, which could be accessed via the Mall or that Arcade that ran behind John Martins. That incarnation also had a large discount book section upstairs. My first ever purchase was the 1993 Garfield Annual.) This evening, I stopped by Dymocks. Happily, I began to browse through the shelves, taking in the covers and blurbs of various books, when something very special caught my eye:
BEING ABIGAIL Kathryn White
There, on the shelf of the biggest bookstore in Adelaide was a copy of my book.
Never in a million years did I expect this. I have never approached the store and asked for them to stock my book on consignment (the usual process for authors of Print on Demand titles,) nor do I know the management or who selects what titles should be on sale or why. All I know is that this store has decided that my book is worthy of being placed on their shelves. And for that, I thank them very much.