aka, what goes around comes around…

A few years ago I wrote a blog post about “facing” friends (facing means turning books out so that folks can see the whole cover, not just a spine and allowing those writers more book shelf real estate).  Well, turns out, I have a lot of friends.  Folks have been sending me pictures of King Maker out in the wild, faced out.  When King Maker first debuted, folks sent me confirmation pics.  The pics have kept coming in.

Eric Smith sent in a pic from the Barnes and Noble in North Ridgeville, OH.

Pastor Milo Curtis found his copy out in Oregon.

As much as it pains her, Chesya Burke exercised some of her underused “nice” muscles and found my book down in the might ATL.

Jeff Vandermeer continues to show why he rocks so hard.  Here’s King Maker down in Florida.

Joe Branson found his copy at the Barnes and Noble in Reston, Virginia

Jen Orosel found her copy down in the Barnes and Noble in Texas.

A certain editor from Lexington, KY, between planning the world domination of Apex Books, went out and sprang for his own copies of some of the books from his stable of writers (speaking of which, I need to pick up Lavie Tidhar’s The Bookman myself).  I am unconvinced that King Maker found its way to the cowboy romance section on its own.

When in doubt, you can always just order a copy off the internet and wait for it to arrive at your doorstep like Ron Smith.

Hmm, I just did an entire blog post basically repeating the same pic of my book.  I would say that this was the height of my narcissism and dorkiness, except I was just as dorky here in Indianapolis.  Not that I was running around town to see my book on the racks, signing them, and posing with them or anything …