Or publication date, as we laymen say. A friend of my mother’s took this while strolling down Broadway on the upper west side of Manhattan. Of course my mom — bless her heart — sent it to me right away, and so I am sharing it with the world.B&N window

I know it is unseemly to crow about one’s own publicity, but I just can’t help myself. I think seeing my own picture hung in the window of a bookstore has been some kind of unacknowledged dream of mine since, well, childhood. And there it is, in my old neighborhood nonetheless. It leaves me slightly breathless. Is that really me? Giving a reading at Barnes & Noble? Pinch me.

I hope you’ll all come out to share the experience.