The Skye in June should've took the broom.
It was a dark and stormy
night when I arrived in Chi-town (Chicago) to begin my book tour in Illinois.
After a four-hour delay flight due to storms, I was elated to see my friend,
Sheree, a Chicago transplant via San Francisco. The storm raged all night
but in the morning, broke to a calm. The view from Sheree's high tower apartment of
Lake Michigan was shrouded in a gray mist; perfect to hide in bed a few
extra hours before first book event.
My first book party, hosted by my client, jeweler Lisa Cotten, would be just
a 40-minute drive north of Chicago, we thought. We arrived one and a half hours later due to the usual Friday late
afternoon crawl, hindered a bit more by a light misty rain, worsened by a long
detour.
Still nothing could dampen the
gaiety of about twenty-five women turned lose on a Friday night meeting to enjoy good
wine, food and girlfriend company. What a riotous group of ladies. Laughter and voices rebounded in Lisa’s
beautiful two-story house that she and her family had only moved into
the month before. Lisa was so eager to share some of the more shocking parts of "Skye" with the guests.
Sheree was smooth, corralling the wild women into the living
room for me to begin the book reading, sitting by the fireplace.
“Skye” quickly found many new homes and was a sell out with more
on order, thanks to the great help from both Lisa, and Sheree.
Guests, most interested in the psychic and metaphysical aspect of the story, had thought-provoking questions about such topics as how ESP works, how to develop it and karma.
I demonstrated my main character June's, psychic abilities for Carri who is from a big Catholic family and purchased nine books as gifts.
Why is Carrie smiling while I'm astonished at what I see? Is it twins for this mother of four?
Next day Sheree and I off for a train trip south to Normal/Bloomington, my next book event. (stay tuned for more
on Illinois book tour.)