Sunday, October 17, 2010

SILVER RAIN book launch

To use a totally inappropritae metaphor, SILVER RAIN was launched yesterday on a tide of good wishes from friends, work colleagues, writing peers, readers, longstanding friends and new and walk-in vistors. Now we'll see how well the winds carry it from booksellers' hands to readers.

The lovely venue of the White Rock Arthur Murray Dance studio awaits
the audience.

Grant O'Kane was very generous in providing the venue, helping set up and take down, and being such a gracious and generous host.

Maggie of Vancouver Kidsbooks South Surrey store checks out the 'competition'

Every story begins with and belongs to one particular person. I need a picture in my head of who I am writing about.

The image of Elsie Miller that I carried with me as I wrote this book came from a photo I found in the book 'Children of the Depression'.

Note Elsie's hat - featured prominently in the story.

Elsie Ramberg, a friend of 30 years, came from Osoyoos.

So I was able to personally give her a copy of the book that is dedicated to her, and whose main character bears her name.

Reading an excerpt

Dancing as it should be - for pleasure, not for exploitation as it was during dance marathons of the Dirty Thirties - conveyed in SILVER RAIN.
Grant arranged for two demos by dancers who tangoed and cha cha'd around the gleaming studio.

Pam Rai's 'girls'.
Pam, her daughters and niece have come to all three of my launches.

The Term SILVER RAIN refers to coins thrown down by the audience at a dance marathon, in response to a pair of dancers taking a featured turn on the floor.
The day before the launch I was thrilled to receive a lumpy package in the mail - Leslie at Orca had made three dozen Silver Rain buttons - replicas of the 1931 dimes shown on the cover of the book. I'm wearing a 'head' and 'tail' dime button in the picture here. The rest were snapped up by launch participants, who also enjoyed other swag - including sets of jacks (Elsie plays 'five stones' with her friend Ruth Cohen in the book.)

Thursday, October 14, 2010

Notes from a Bad Blogger

View of The Needles from Tennyson Down headland, Isle of Wight (IOW)

The south coast between Freshwater and Ventnor
68 miles of coastal paths, more than 500 public footpaths all over the 150+-square mile Island - a walker's paradise.

Life, work, travels, family.... how they do cut into the time a person could spend blogging.

Very busy times right now with final edits on my spring 2011 book (BEYOND REPAIR), a recent acceptance of another book for Orca Book Publishing for 2011 THE WRONG BUS, laundry accumulated while we were in the UK for the past three weeks, Saturday's launch of SILVER RAIN, and next week's visit to Vancouver Island for library visits during the Cowichan Book Splash.

Without all the electronic tools that many people use to keep connected (only outgoing calls on my cellphone, and too many thumbs for texting, no iPod, iPad, pdf (no, that's not it, but you know what I mean,) any blogging/Twittering or Faceboooking I do is with my bum on my seat sitting at my desk.
When I could/should be writing.

But no excuses.I'm glad that the wired world allows me to stay in touch with many people with limited effort, and for their interest here are a couple of pics from our recent visit to the Isle of Wight - a glorious place to spend a week walking and exploring.

We didn't really need a compass to find our way - this taken enroute across Tennyson Down towards the headland overlooking the Needles.