I had a great time reading at The Mysterious Bookshop in NYC. The shop is owned by the illustrious Otto Penzler, award-winning editor of mystery anthologies. Its floor-to-ceiling shelves are stacked with mystery and crime novels of every sub-genre, from spy tales to noir to cozies to classics. The folks at the shop–all mystery buffs of course–were exceedingly welcoming.
My brother and his family came, as did my niece and her friends, and my childhood best pal Joyce. What fun to read for those near and dear to me. And in my home town, no less! And in the oldest mystery bookstore in the world!
The night was topped off with a calorie-intensive dinner with Joyce and her family.
Because the trip into Manhattan for the reading was too logistically challenging for my aunt, I visited her the next day. Over lunch, we reminisced about old times and shed a few (happy) tears. All in all, a wonderful trip.