At today's Edmonton book signing for Never Leave Your Wingman and Prairie Pilot as well as promoting The Little Coat, we sold some books (always a good thing and the goal, of course), but had two other unique experiences:
An older woman came up and handed me and my sister (who had joined us for the afternoon) each a book that she had purchased for $2. She gave us an interesting explanation (which I will pass on to a journalist colleague for a possible story) but essentially, she buys books and donates them in memory of her son who passed away years ago. I guess we looked like we needed a book or would at least accept her gift.
Also, a young man from Great Britain who writes poetry asked me how to get published and then insisted on reading me one of his poems, seeking any advice I could give him. (I told him my thoughts on his poetry and directed him on to the Alberta Book Publishers Association to find poetry publishers. I also named a Saskatchewan publisher that does wonderful poetry books.)
Topping it off, I met a woman who wants to talk to me further about the Never Leave Your Wingman book and use an excerpt for a sociology paper she's writing on health and wellness.
So that was a fascinating afternoon.