I had a blast although there wasn't much of a crowd at the book event I'm attending this weekend. I had forgotten how much fun it was to interact with other authors and just hang out and hawk books and do some chillaxing.
But the biggest surprise was when B and I went to a local restaurant, and THE WAITRESS WAS BLYTHE!!!! For those of you who aren't familiar, Blythe is the eccentric waitress in my novel, Leaving the Comfort Cafe. In interest out of this waitress, I will NOT share the location or name of the restaurant [though I really have no complaints about her, she was an awesome waitress].
Y'all seriously--the waitress we had said things that were sooooooo Blythe. Things such as:
[pointing to a scar on her arm] "I got this in a knife fight. Well, not really, I just say that to freak out the blue hairs."
"If you don't like the entree, don't worry. I'll just eat it."
"Sorry, I got a situation brewing outside." (we were never quite sure what that situation was)
"Oh, I hope you get the creme brule. I like that. I get to set it on fire when it comes to the table."