My slowest stretch ever.
Albeit with two sales along the way.
The first was to a fellow who works for an environmental non-profit. When he learned I wrote about cartoonists, he wanted an “Outlaws, Rebels…” for his 17-year-old son, a comics fan who was moving into anime. I offered it to him at cost, but he insisted on paying $20.
Then there was a visit from the former manager of the hotel in which the café is situated. He’d had a 10 or 15 year run and then moved back to the midwest, where he purchased his own motel. To mark his return, I offered him a copy of the café journal as a gift. He wanted to pay.
“$10,” I said.
“I’ll give you $5,” he said.
In other news…
I sent out about 50 email notifications of the chance to pre-order my new book. One cartoonist in the Balkans congratulated me. Another cartoonist in the Balkans offered to swap me a collection of his forthcoming work. (I accepted, even though it is in Croatian.) One fellow asked if I knew a cartoonist to illustrate a book he had written. Another fellow asked if I wanted to write a book about a cartoonist he knew.
A law school classmate said he was sending me a check.
I may have over-estimated my commercial possibilities.
So many Bob Levins on the Internet; I'm the Bob Levin who writes.