I'm in San Antonio, Texas and yesterday received an overnighted envelope of Flirting in Spanish trade paperbacks in time for a reading held last night in the home of my good friends, the Judsons.
I held the book in my hands for the first time! I rubbed it on my cheeks. "Sean, come here. Touch the book!" Right, Mom. She put a finger on it. Carla is more one for rituals. She ran her hand over the book reverently.
Later, by the end of the evening, I had met some wonderful women from different areas of my friend, Margaret's life. And sold 25 books to 15 women! They bought books for themselves, books for their sisters, their friends. It was incredible.
I am seeing Texas on this trip in a new way. Later, I'll write about why I can now put Texas and beautiful in the same sentence.