Looking back over the past year's Drovers Gap posts reminds me that this time last summer, I was reading from Slick Rock Creek to area book clubs, to any group, in fact, who would sit still for it. This summer there have been no readings at all for Early Dark. Even the launch party was canceled due to the pandemic. In spite of all that, Early Dark has managed to sell more copies.
Readings, though, are not really about selling books. Most folks who show up at a book reading already have their copy in hand to be signed. Readings are about readers, whether they bring kind praise or hard questions, or just feel they need a little extra to get the dollars worth they paid for their book.
I miss them now. I write first for myself but last, I write for the readers. They remind me why I really keep doing this.