Selling My Books on the Streets of Brooklyn 10/30 - Manicure

In a bit of shameless self promotion anyone could see through, I do a number of tweets each day at Twitter. Some are automatic ads of my books. I usually begin with a quote. I found a beauty attributed to Aesop this morning at a site called Brainy Quote: "After all is said and done, more is said than done." Not only meaningful, it is witty, clear and brief, a perfect example of what a writer hopes to accomplish.

It’s Halloween week and Cozi-TV, channel 109 on Cablevision in NYC, and This-TV, 111, are running horrors flicks in prime time. Unfortunately, the films are interrupted by commercials, but since the stations are positioned back to back in my minimal package, it is easy to surf back and forth between them, although they are sometimes running ads at the same time. Cozi seems to have more ads. Last night I hopped between John Carpenter’s The Fog (1980) and Jaws 2 (1978). It killed time until ten, when Person of Interest aired. Although it is a silly show, and getting sillier, I looked forward to the night’s episode, as Root returned to create her special brand of mayhem. She was in the final scene last week, setting the stage by rendering Samantha, played by Sarah Shahi, unconscious. Amy Acker, a veteran of TV, is wonderful in the part, at once alluring and lethal. I’m not sure how the character should be dubbed -- sociopath? Psychopath? As I understand it, the former is not a killer, so I guess Root is the latter. Whatever -- she brings great fun to the series. Here is a pic of the lovely Miss Acker:

After two days of nice sales, it looked like luck had run out for the floating book shop. Then a young man came along, spotted the block I'd made of the Stephen King hardcovers Dave donated yesterday, checked his phone to see if any were in the recent order he'd placed at Amazon, went to the ATM in a deli across the street, and returned and bought five of them. Thank you, sir, and to the others who bought, donated and traded during the session.
There is a nail salon about 60 yards from where I set up shop. For the first time I could smell the polish periodically throughout the session. Which brings me to the highlight of the day. A beautiful little girl of three or so says hi to me each time she passes with her dad, who occasionally buys a book. Today she held up her hands to show that her nails had been polished. "Manicure," she said in a Russian accent. My head flew back as I laughed.
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