My gym recently reopened (limited) and I made a dash to start my workouts (usually an hour on the stairs, an hour with weights).
So there I am, doing the stairs, listening to my music, reading my book (always read while doing the stairs. Some of my best reading is done there. Also work out plots, figure out characters, scenes, come up with new ideas, …), and sweating.
And this fellow comes up and stands off to the side.
“Joe?”
Yes.
“Joe Carrabis?”
I nodded. He was talking through a mask so I pulled out one earbud to hear him clearly.
“I bought your book.”
The other earbud came out. I stopped the stairclimber. What book?
What did you think?
“I haven’t finished it yet but it’s amazing so far.”
How come you didn’t finish it?
“I had to read another book for class. But my mother picked it up and read it in one night. She said it’s incredible.”
(blush) Thanks. I hope you get back to it soon. And tell your mom to leave a review. You, too, please.
“I’ll let her know. It’s an amazing book. I really love what I’ve read so far.”
Thanks. (blush) I’m glad you’re enjoying it. Bring it in and I’ll sign it for you.
“That’d be super. Will do. Thanks.”
Yeah, it made my day.
