Without hyperbole, one of the most enjoyable things I’ve ever done. So much to write about this I’ll be coming back to it later. Succinctly put, having almost everything I’ve published out in the cases of the Small Publisher’s Fair did give me pause. Whether it would appear egotistical, and whether I would deflated. The generosity of people, that comes from the culture of this fair - the curation of Helen Mitchell and the team, and the melding of poets, fine presses, indie publishers all together - was such that it really felt like a moment of real recognition. I had so many friends helping me with my book table too, over a dozen, and sold a lot of books. And I got to see so many friends, and make new ones too. Going 11am to 7pm two days in a row, I thought it’d be exhausting, but it wasn’t in the end. It was the opposite. And amidst it, my novella flew out into people’s hands, and I gave two readings, and had a lot of fun. I have a great debt of gratitude to the many who made this so special for me. Some pics below and more soon on it.