Christmas in Edgartown was a blast! Many thanks to Edgartown Books and Edgartown Meat & Fish Market for my wonderfully successful book signings of #AVineyardChristmas, with special thanks to a woman named Fiona who stopped by the porch of the bookstore after the parade and gave me the hand warmers from her gloves! (Next year, I’ll be sure to have my own.) The pic here is of the always exciting, enthusiastic, and entertaining Christmas Parade…which was oddly similar to the one in the first scene of A Vineyard Christmas! www.jeanstone.com
This year, I decided to showcase some home-grown island favorites that make great #ChristmasGifts and #StockingStuffers for family and friends (or self)! (No, I’m not getting paid, though I wouldn’t turn down a a couple of these beauties in MY stocking.) Linnsational Chocolates are available in many varieties, homemade on the Vineyard in Patti Linn’s up island kitchen. (That’s her in the pic from last year’s Fair.) This multi-talented woman has captured numerous ribbons at the Ag Fair for years, and will have her sinfully delicious array of chocolates (yes, even truffles like the ones here!) at the Arts & Crafts Festival during #ChristmasinEdgartown…the very same fair that appears in the first scene of my book, #AVINEYARDCHRISTMAS. If you’re on the island Sat., Dec. 8, you MUST check out the Fair from 10:00 a.m.–4:00 p.m.!
A lovely review on A VINEYARD CHRISTMAS from MV Times… I especially like the line where she writes: “Not surprisingly, Stone herself lives on the island, and we can feel her love for it throughout.” Enough said!!!!!
Years ago, a fellow author commented on how bizarre the life of a writer actually is. “You sit at your desk, alone, day after day, week after week, month after month,” my friend said. “You wrap yourself up in sweats or denim* and forego wearing make-up. You drink lots of coffee (tea, water, or otherwise). You don’t answer your phone. Or your doorbell. Your only friend is solitude. Finally you finish. Your book is published.”
Of course, my friend’s story (which perhaps I have embellished, but only a bit) does not end here. So let us continue.
“You publisher sends you a schedule of appearances and booksignings. You read it. You sigh. Then you throw your sweats or your denim into the wash. You dig through your closet in search of something decent to wear. Shouldn’t there be a plain black dress in there somewhere? And maybe a scarf? What about that blue skirt . . . Oh, wait. That one went to the Thrift Shop three years ago.You realize your mascara has dried up. But the time has come when you must look the way women once looked when they went uptown to lunch or maybe to church or when traveling first class on a plane.
“After all, you are now part of the world again. Or at least, you must appear to be. You must smile and speak to an audience other than yourself. Or your imaginary characters. Or your cat or your dog. And you must tell them about your wonderful book. If you do that, and do it moderately well, in a week or two or three, you will be allowed to slip into your sweats or your denim, sit back down at your computer, and begin the process all over again.”
So . . . that’s the whole story. And it’s my way of saying that if you’re on the Vineyard, or perhaps will be Columbus Day Weekend, please join me for the official launch of A VINEYARD CHRISTMAS. Maybe I’ll find my black dress by then.
Sat. Oct. 6, Edgartown Library, 3:00 p.m.
Sun. Oct. 7, Edgartown Books, Noon–2:00 p.m.
* When my editor approved my manuscript for the second book in my new Vineyard series, A ViNEYARD SUMMER (to be released July 2019), I decided I need to toss out my 20+-year-old Menemsha Blues green denim shirt. It’s been washed so much, it’s lost most of its color. And there’s a rip in the left sleeve at the elbow that the Island Home could easily navigate through. I’m going to miss that shirt.