I am ashamed to write this but today I visited my first Barnes and Noble bookstore. We live 3 hours west of Seattle and so have no major bookstores in the woods. We had to travel almost 2 hours today to get to a mall. The last time we went to the city was 3 years ago and that was pre-book contract time which meant I avoided bookstores like the plague. Didn't even like looking in the window. The bookstore experience made me depressed and I'm not being melodramatic. Somehow libraries didn't have the same effect on me. We have a wonderful library here in the wilderness.
The last time I was in a bookstore was years ago - maybe Waldenbooks is a thing of the past. Remember how narrow and dark and crowded they were? That was my last bookstore experience. Today I was very impressed with B&N! They even had a small section for Christian fiction. And they stock one of my favorite authors, Liz Curtis Higgs.
I'm not sure if my book will grace the shelves of Barnes and Noble. I don't ask my publisher too many questions at this point. This is all such a gift that I just smile and nod my head at them. I enjoy not knowing. Surprises are nice.
P.S. A dear anonymous reader asked for the pot pie recipe which I will gladly give first thing in the morning - but only if you let me post the real deal in dumplings right alongside it - southern style!