I'm tickled pick--or make that silver--to announce that The Traitor's Wife won the silver award in the historical fiction category in ForeWord Magazine's 2005 Book of the Year Awards.
My family was kind enough to drive me to Washington, D.C., this weekend to BookExpo America, where the results were announced this Friday. They were also kind enough not to laugh too hard the following evening when I enlivened the baseball game we were attending by spilling two buckets of french fries on my lap and on the floor, then two bottles of water. (One french fry landed neatly inside one bottle of water, which I thought was quite impressive.) All of that without having had a single sip from the cute little plastic bottles of beer that were being hawked around us.
Since we're riding the self-promotion train for the moment (it won't be too much longer, I promise), I should mention again that if you live in the Raleigh, North Carolina, area or just happen to be passing through, I'll be signing copies of The Traitor's Wife at Brightleaf Books in Smithfield, NC, on Friday, June 23 from 6 to 8 p.m. As I'll be in medieval costume, with a dress dragging the floor, and have a proven record of clumsiness, there's an excellent chance I'll trip on something at some point, rather like Chevy Chase in those old "Saturday Night Live" skits. So please come.
After all, how often do you get to see a woman in fourteenth-century dress falling flat on her face?
6 comments:
Congratulations!!
Congratulations Susan! That's so great...the award, not falling over and spilling your food!!
Congrats again! That's a great honor.
It's funny we were both in DC on Friday, although I didn't attend the awards ceremony - I was probably off grabbing more books. Your family is brave to drive there.
Congratulations! I'm so pleased for you.
Unlikely that I'm going to make it across the Atlantic (!), but maybe you could post some photos of the book signing with you in all your finery? How come you have a 14th-century outfit, by the way - do you do re-enactment?
Thanks, ladies!
I hate driving on the expressway, especially the one that you have to take to get to DC! Fortunately, hubby did the driving (I made my usual helpful contributions of "Watch out for that idiot in the SUV," and so forth) and once we got into the suburbs, we were able to switch to the subway.
I'll have my photographer, a.k.a. my 13-year-old daughter, take some pictures at the signing. I bought the garb for the signing and for any other similar gigs I might get--it's a simple cotehardie that can be used for the next novel as well if I ever get around to finishing it.
Thanks, reviewer!
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