What's disappointing to me is discovering that my closest Borders bookstore (directly across the street from the BN) is out of stock. I would be jumping up and down if they'd ordered 50 and had sold out, but they only ordered 3 and they have no plans to order more. And there's no one there to talk with about this... nobody knows who should be ordering, and they don't seem terribly interested in doing so.
I really appreciate my local BN these days. They used to be a hard nut to crack, but over time they've started to mellow. They even allowed me to put bookmarks up by the registers this time. But I have to admit, I really love independent bookstores. That's where you can talk with real people, all the time. They answer their own phones, they know their stock, and they know their author friends. I love 'em.
Enough complaints for today... I turned in first edits on Buffalo West Wing this morning (I know there will be more, later!) and I plan to start work on the second Manor of Murder novel today. Pretty excited about that.
I exercised two days in a row, I have a new agent, as well as a project I'm eager to work on -- I'm reading a couple of wonderful books, I'm determined to lose 5 pounds, and it's January. A perfect time for fresh starts!