Winter Song In Oregon
This is shameless self-indulgence, I know…but forgive me. I’ve been working for this for thirteen years and I’m going to enjoy it for a few more days. Maybe one day I’ll be completely blase about having a book actually on shelf instead of the vast virtual warehouse of Amazon, Book Depository, etc. But that day hasn’t come yet!
There’s this vast warehouse of a shop that covers three floors in Portland, Oregon. It’s a bit of a legend by all accounts — and even I’d heard of Powell’s Bookstore.
A friend of mine who was there on holiday sent me a snap of the front of it which looks pretty unprepossessing, but inside is a wonderland of books…
…and there it is — out in the wild.
Not quite next to Joe Haldeman or Harry Harrison, but close enough. 🙂
Awesome! That’s what I want for my babies! Well done, I think you should have at least a few days to bask in the glory… 😉
Congrats, Colin! Powell’s is made of awesome awesomeness, and having a book there is a milestone for any writer.