After that discouraging first day, however, it got better. I sold two books on my second day, and on my third and final, four. So, the word was getting out there.
Also, on the third day is when deliverance in the form of Joe Alaniz came along and saved my demoralized ass by selling fourteen books by the next day.
Remember Joe?
So that was my Seward experience in early August, but they had just put up all these flyers for this festival and since the booths were cheap, I marked my space.
I woke up to beautiful weather in Seward with the colors in full blast and knew it would be slow at the festival.
And I was right, but I learned a few things since my last time in town. I set up my space with blankets, pillows, and although I left the candles in the Beast, I laid out my purple sari over the table with the book displays, and a sign under an orange patterned fake-silk poly scarf that read:
FREE!!!
Hear a story...
Buy a book...
Get Tarot reading...
FREE!!!
I figured if everybody was going to confuse me for a fortuneteller, I might as well give them what they wanted. And golly gee! It worked!
To make it even better, people were into the storytelling and into buying the book. But about a quarter of my sales happened because somebody really wanted their cards read and the book was only ten bucks.