I said I'd report on book sales this weekend. Saturday I spent from 10 to 6 at Kepler's in Menlo Park. The head buyer reported the store had 86 copies of Dot Dead in stock. When I left, I thought all had been sold, but I was in the store this morning to pick up two books and spotted one more on the mystery table. Someone must have taken one to look over and been too embarrassed to put it down by me. So maybe only 85 were rung up. Anyway for a store that had suffered through a near death experience two years ago, Kepler's was bustling! In the few moments when there was a lull, I chatted with Peter Roizen who was in the store hawking his ingenious word game, Wild Words. Three Palo Alto High School classmates, two of whom I hadn't seen since graduation, also stopped by and said hi. So did the queen of Palo Alto crime fiction, the talented Lora Roberts. Sometimes it's just nice to be living in your hometown.
Yesterday I headed down to Oakridge Mall in San Jose along with my wife and kids. They shopped and went to the movies while I stood near the front entrance of Borders with a stack of 52 Dot Deads. Different demographic, but the book sold just as well as in Menlo Park. I chatted with a Santa Cruz County Sheriff's Department detective and challenged him to figure out the murderer by page 50. I ran out of books before the rest of the family was through the checkout line at Target.
That should be it for bookstore appearances for Dot Dead. Two days after New Year's I'm going to start on my take-no-prisoners campaign to complete a first draft of a sequel.