Suds and Signings

Last night's event at the Grey Lodge was a rousing success. I met some very cool people (not the least of which were my fellow authors; Lew Bryson has an amazing, bellowing laugh that could knock down a woodshed), drank some very fine beer, and sold a surprising number of books. I think more writers should consider signings in their local watering holes. Worse case scenario: you sit there and drink beer while you wait for people to approach. But since you're in a bar, people are much more likely to approach you. Then you can sit and bullshit, no pressure.

Some visual hightlights:

Here's Brian O'Reilly, brewmaster at Sly Fox Beer in Phoenixville, PA, talkin' hops and barley with Scoats, Grey Lodge owner and our host for the evening. (Note to Sunshine: Isn't Scoats a dead ringer for David Goodis?)



And then we have Lew Bryson with Tracy Mulligan, sales rep at the Victory Brewing Company in Downingtown, PA.



Finally, here's me signing The Wheelman for my brother Gregg, after strongarming him into buying a copy. Poor kid never knew what hit him.



Next up: the Collingswood Book Festival. Unlike last night, I'm expected to read and speak this afternoon. Without the help of a nice pint of IPA. Yikes. Check in later for a report...