Well, I made it to my very first book festival this past weekend! I was one of nine intrepid Phoenix authors to share a booth at this past weekend’s Los Angeles Times Festival of Books. It supposedly hosts 150,000 book lovers over the two-day event. My plan was to share booth duties as well as get around to other booths to check out potential networking possibilities on Day Two. Good news, I sold 7 books! Bad news, I had a case of food poisoning Saturday night, which left me too drained to make my way around the festival on Sunday. I remained booth-bound. But all in all, I consider the trip to have been a success. I had a great time getting to know my fellow authors better, and the atmosphere was wonderfully upbeat. I had interesting discussions with the visitors to our booth, including other folks interested in writing memoirs, and especially other owners of parents’/grandparents’ love letters. It’s encouraging to know that there are people out there who still revere the actual printed book!