Why Yes, I *Am* at a Book Signing Today

What is it about writing that makes us reluctant to admit to doing it?

You'd think I could easily explain that I'm a writer by now. But usually a couple of times a week someone either asks me what I do or something similar. And I choke EVERY time.

Yesterday, it was the mother of a child that my daughter has recently started playing with. We were at the bus stop, waiting for our girls to come home from school.

"Do you have any plans tomorrow?" she asked.

And, yes, I have a book...