21.7.14

The Book Bomb came. The Book Bomb went.

And a very lucky local girl found my book!
Her mom sent me an email to thank me, but I feel like I should be thanking her. For an author, getting your book into the hands of a young reader is even better than ice cream for dinner.

This was a great big experiment, since I've never done a book drop before, let alone organize one. But I'm already looking forward to next year, when I'll have more books to drop and more writer friends to join in.

In case you don't know what I'm talking about, a book drop is when authors leave copies of their book in public places for readers to find and take home for FREE. Sounds fun, right?

My nephews slept over at my house Friday night just so that we could get up in the morning and drop my book. Nathan (Nate) is 9 and yes, I named my main character, Junior Guardian Angel, Nathan Christopher Coville, after him. Ty is 7 and can't wait until his reading skills improve and he's reading full middle grade novels like his big brother.

We made a huge panful of chicken drumsticks and watched movies and practised parkour in my living room. Because that's what we do when we have a sleepover.

Saturday morning, we drove out to Henderson Lake, which is a very pretty park in the middle of our city. Nate and Ty helped me find the perfect spot to drop SPARK: in the hollow of a tree, away from the wind. Because it gets really windy on the Canadian prairies.






We put rows of brightly colored rocks all around the tree and in trails leading away so that any kids who happened to walk along the path by the playground would see them and find my book.





Nate and Ty also practised wrist spins on a nearby picnic table which is supposed to be helpful somehow...?



When we were finished, we were tempted to hide behind some trees and spy to see who finds it. But that's kinda creepy - you really shouldn't spy on people. So we went home and just imagined some happy reader following the rocks and finding SPARK, all tucked up cozily in the tree hollow.

In my imagination, there was a lot of cheering and fist pumping.

I hope it was that way in real life.

To the girl who found my book, I am sooooooo happy for you.
Now I wish someone would give me a free book...