Nashville Trip

Some thoughts from my friend Brittany and her trip to my book signing!

The New Authors Fellowship

I went to a book signing for the first time on Saturday.

My friend, Amy Brock McNew, was signing at a Barnes and Noble in Nashville so my siblings and I decided to take a day trip.

I’m a dangerous driver so I was more than happy to let my brother drive. We survived so I think I made the right decision.

Amy’s sign was right at the entrance.

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It was so great to see her again! I also got the chance to meet some really great ladies who I’d only met online before.

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Amy had a real dagger on her table. I’m guessing this was just a safety precaution. You never know what could happen…

After the signing we went to the Parthenon. It’s a full-scale replica of the original Parthenon in Athens. This place was full of writing inspiration!

 

We went to a Korean restaurant for dinner…

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Published by Amy Brock McNew

Author. Blogger. Fighter. Former nurse and martial artist. Amy doesn’t just write speculative fiction, she lives and breathes it. She enthusiastically explores the strange, the supernatural, and the wonderfully weird. She pours her guts onto the pages she writes, honestly and brutally revealing herself in the process. Nothing is off limits. Her favorite question is “what if?” and she believes fiction can be truer than our sheltered and controlled realities. This wife and mom is a lover of music, chocolate, the beach, and cherry vanilla Coke. Her home is a zoo, filled with teenagers–both hers and those she seems to collect–two dogs, a cat, and various fish and amphibians. Strangely enough, her kids are the ones who have to tell her to turn the music down. It is her firm belief that everyone should have a theme song. Originally from Arkansas, Amy currently resides in Indiana. She and her Taekwondo-instructor husband are constantly acting like overgrown kids–and loving every minute of it. She longs for the day when her husband retires, so she can write her adventures of love and war on a back porch overlooking the ocean. In flip flops.

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