This weekend, at my behest, Steve and his female will be attending Book Expo America (BEA), which is the mother of all book trade shows… book industry humans come from all around the country to attend. Too scary for cats, though. I think even Shill, my robotic book signing emissary kitty, will pass on this one.
This year, BEA is being held in Los Angeles, which is highly convenient (and cheap) for Steve and his female. They’ll be in the Sterling Publishing booth schmoozing with anyone who will listen to them and spreading the word about The World Is Your Litter Box. And here’s the best part (for moi, anyway)… being a cat author, I don’t have to do anything! While Steve and the female are spending endless hours in a packed, teeming conventional hall promoting MY book, I’ll be… that’s right, at home napping in all my favorite places.
Is it great to be a literary lion (or, at least, a literary kitty) or what?