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It has been one year ago today that my novel, “The Wolf’s Moon”, was launched. After a year, one might expect the memory of that day to have faded – at least a little. It has not. Everything from my first cup of coffee that morning to the cup of black tea before retiring, are still vivid in my mind.

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Rich and Dana Burnett, who were the managers of Blazer’s Pub and Grill, encouraged me to have the book signing at that establishment. I was a mainstay at Blazers’s, taking many lunches and suppers there, so it seemed more than right. Tom Burnett, the owner, and his lovely wife, Jenit, gave their blessings as well.

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The story takes place in the small town of Maple Hills that is situated in Crawford County, Missouri. I fashioned the mythical town after the true city of Bourbon, Missouri and yes, there is a Crawford County.

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By that Saturday morning, I found several articles in local newspapers about myself and the event. I was starting to get excited.

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The car was packed and ready for the three mile trek from my home to Blazer’s, by eleven. The signing was to start at noon.

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My wife, Sandy, is my Business Manager. She was ready for whatever the day brought and far more openly excited than me.

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Rich and Dana had the tables ready inside while I put up the banners outside. Sandy and I carried in the cases of books. I knew most book signings usually yield sales of eight to ten books. I was ready for that to be the case.

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Before we even had the books unpacked there was a line forming. It went from there.
The event was to be from twelve noon until two, and then from four in the afternoon until six. That never worked. Once it started with the first sale before noon, Sandy and I were selling books until well after eight that evening.

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It was a cold rainy day and I expected that fact to influence book sales. I couldn’t have been more wrong.

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My son and his wife, Gail, along with their three small sons surprised me by showing up. They drove seventy-five miles to be there. My daughter and her husband with my oldest grandson and only granddaughter arrived minutes after my son. A woman I grew up with and had not seen since graduating High School walked in to see me. She lived further away than my daughter.

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Blazer’s had two sides: The bar side and the restaurant side. It was standing room only and barely that.

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The population of Bourbon is around two thousand and I felt almost all turned out. Even people that did not buy a book came in to wish me well. I was signing books while I ate.
I never had writer’s cramp in my hand but I came dangerously close that day.

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Rex, an old Gunny Marine, sat at the bar nursing a Rum and Coke, while he read my book. Sitting next to him, reading, was the Director of the Ozark Regional Library system, Mr. John Mertens. I donated one book but before leaving, for a very long drive home, he bought two more books.

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It would be so easy to go on, giving a blow by blow of each hour, but I won’t bore you. Sandy and I went home that night with quite a few dollars, very few books left over and memories of how satisfying a lot of hard work can be.

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Most of all, I found out how many friends we made in a little town in The Ozarks.

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