Okay, so it seems I wasn’t the only one who was unfamiliar with his name.  But now I know who he is, and the more I learn about him, the nicer a guy he seems to be.  And the two lessons to be learned are:

1. I really should pay more attention to sports.

2. “Famous people” are only famous to those who’ve heard of their accomplishments.

I’d never heard of Steve Nash, and I’m certain he’s never heard of me.  The sports world is huge compared to the book world.  The vast majority of writers — even bestselling writers — can slip through airports and hotels in complete anonymity.  Maybe Stephen King or JK Rowling couldn’t do it, but the rest of us can comfortably live our lives as complete unknowns, which is actually a good thing.  (Except when you’re in a bookstore and you want people to know your name, darn it!)

But poor Steve Nash probably can’t walk through an airport or go out to a restaurant without someone wanting his autograph, or some photographer trying to catch him with spinach in his teeth. 

Now I too know who he is, so he’s really got to behave himself.

 And … oops, almost forgot to post this!  A photo of reader Linda McCabe with my book in Hotel Dieu, in one of my favorite cities, Paris!

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