I braved the unusual British heat --and a very hot car without air conditioning -- to go pick up my waiting copy of The Short Second Life Of Bree Tanner.
But that's not my point.
While lurking, I mean perusing the shelves, I helped a young girl find a copy of Rebel by R.J.Anderson. I knew where to find it on the shelf. I also knew which shop to find a copy if it wasn't there!
Another shop and another helping moment. Teenager is looking for a book. I recommend a book I thought she might enjoy...
As teen and her mum walk to pay I wonder if I've become some unauthorised bookshop helper?
Am I the guardian angel of book recommendations for random people who cross my path?
Please end my misery. Tell me I'm not the only one who does this.
For the funny...check out today's post from Tahereh for twenty free ways to love your manuscript.
I promise you will smile. :)