Hi all, It was twelve noon and it had been a lonesome morning with not one person approaching my table outside Dymocks Bookshop. The time had dragged on and my enthusiasm was slowly waning. I was longing for a nice hot coffee to ease the disappointment. I was about to pack up my three neatly-stacked piles of books and my colourful posters.

Then unexpectedly, a young excited reader approached to meet the author in black and enquire about my sci-fi saga. From that moment on there was a steady stream of keenly interested characters surrounding my table, admiring the colourful, glossy movie-looking-posters, scooping up my books to scan the back cover synopsis and collecting my business cards while waiting to converse with me:- When did you start writing? Are there more sequels in the wind? When is the movie coming out? Can I purchase the other two books on line if I buy the first one here?

One of the interested readers named Tony who has been toying with an exciting idea for quite some time, wanted to learn more about the strategy I used to develop my sci-fi saga and the tools I used to piece it all together. After chatting at length, he asked if he could have a picture taken with me (see photo). He wanted to purchase a copy of the first book in the trilogy and catch up down the track over coffee for advice about commencing the journey to produce his first book. I said I would be delighted to help.
Another young creative reader, Nick Winters, informed me that he was due to publish his first eBook before Christmas and hoped to have a hardcover version out by January next year. I wished him good luck with his project and said I looked forward to reading his newly published book.
The rest of the day passed very quickly and by 4 o’clock the stacks of books on the table had been reduced by half. I began taking down and rolling up the posters, then packing the remaining books away. I was ready to head off (again).

But it was not to be! A young couple rushed to the table, apologising profusely and asking if I still had any copies of my trilogy left. The young man wanted them for Christmas presents for his relatives. He was delighted when I retrieved three books and signed them addressed to each of the proposed recipients.
So, what started out as a fearfully uncertain day, turned out to be a very successful and enriching one, and I met readers from all walks of life. One of the most rewarding events in the day was brightening up a little boy’s dashed hopes. The boy had been intrigued by my action posters and covers and he was obviously disappointed when his father told him he was too young to read my books. When I gave him a poster to put on his wall it brought a beaming smile to his face and made his day.