Emma took up a post at my signing desk at J. Michaels Books in Eugene Friday, keeping watch. Or taking a quick snooze. She seemed comfortable with the arrangement.
Apparently satisfied, she finally resumed her perch behind the counter, where she keeps tabs on the store’s business for proprietor Jeremy.
She does a very good job in this lovely store on E. Broadway in Eugene. The place is packed with temptations for book lovers.
Many people who came in the store had seen the story about my book A Place of Her Own in the Eugene Register-Guard. Others delighted in telling stories of their own pioneer ancestors, which I always enjoy hearing.
But Jeremy and I discovered our 5 to 7 schedule for the signing was a little off. The 7 o’clock end time proved too early, and the start time too early as well for this First Friday ArtWalk event. Buyers trickled in during the two-hour period. Then suddenly after 7 o’clock more customers for my books showed up, some after I had packed everything away. But Jeremy quickly pulled out more copies, and I happily signed them.
It all worked out. Emma was never worried. She has, by the way, the softest curls I have felt in a long time.