The third bazaar: This time I made bigger, more vertical signs and shared the stall with a friend. I sold six books, ten Christmas cards and twelve bookmarks, drank three cups of coffee, enjoyed a free salad for lunch, and ate almonds to keep myself awake.
Of course, one of my customers was my friend, but it felt good—especially when the man who said “I’ll be back” returned!
Meanwhile, the cathedral bookstore agreed to take some books on consignment—I’ll have to go down there and see if they’re selling.
So, no profits yet, but things are looking up.