This past Saturday I was fortunate to be at the second annual Albany Book Festival, sponsored by the New York State Writers Institute. Like last year, attendance was phenomenal, as was the lineup of featured authors–Jamaica Kincaid and Joyce Carol Oates were there.
The layout for tables this year was better than last. I was in a prime spot near the featured signings and directly next to the Book House’s point of sale. Therefore, I had significant traffic and found new readers among them. I saw many faces from the past, spoke with numerous teachers and librarians about potential visits, and even had some of my students show up to the festival. I was able to test run a short story (check it out here) and simply enjoy the atmosphere of being with “my people.”
However, one question kept coming up: When’s your next book coming out?
I was happy people asked, thrilled that they still care, because if you haven’t been keeping track, I haven’t had a book out in three years.
And so I was equally sad not to have an answer. Well, not one I am proud of, because I simply don’t know when I’ll have something new published. I have three manuscripts that could very easily become novels, but publishing a book is a process that’s not entirely under my control.
Therefore, I don’t know what’s next, what the answer will be, but if you are out there waiting, please know that I am trying my absolute best, and if something clicks into place, you will hear it loud and clear. I love writing, telling stories, and being with my people. I simply need to find someone who loves what I do and is willing to usher my projects into reality.
Wish me luck.
In the meantime, thank you to the Writers Institute for putting together such a great day, and I wish you all happy reading.