What a successful book launch we had on Thursday. Not an all-out red carpet, screaming adolescents, a-list guest-list type proper book launch perhaps, but then it's not an all-out proper book. It's a small, unassuming and unexpectedly sweet book. And the launch too was all those things.
We sold all the books we brought, once people realised the candle was not for sale.
Public speaking me not good, um, [refers to notes] at.
Mother came along, which was nice. Father didn't because he's dancing on a float at the Rio Carnival, which is also nice (for him).
Next stop: Booker prize (or even: straight to Best of Booker?).