I had a class at 7 PM in Santa Monica - I'm taking "Writing Your Life" with Ann Randolph; she is a damn genius - and I'd parked north of 3rd Street. I had an extra few minutes, so I wandered down the Promenade. By chance, I saw a Barnes and Noble - I wandered in.
"I wonder if they'll have a copy of my book," I thought to myself. I walked through the aisles, checking out the new magazines. Looking for New Arrivals.
"You dumb goblin," I mumbled to myself, "they'll have no such thing."
But they did! They had six copies! And I signed 'em all. Pretty hilarious. Or earthshattering. Not sure which. It was with a grey ball point pen, just some crappy Bic.
I was actually trembling - kind of weirded out. But very grateful for the way things have turned out.
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Brad Siskin is still hard at work for me, producing wacky video trailers. This is the latest.
Published on October 19, 2011 13:59