It’s true! Cruise over to Apartmenttherapy.com after noon to check out the cool contest they’re running. And oh yeah. Could ya do me a favor? Buy THE FIXER UPPER!
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NYT Bestseller List: THE FIXER UPPER IS #13!!!
Here’s your pony, everybody! I had to take it out for a little ride, just to make sure it was safe for all you novice pony-girls and boys. It’s name is Jiffy. Do you like my jaunty hat? So much cooler than the same-ol’-same’-ol’ cowgirl hat, doncha think? Okay, here you go. Your turn.
Wow! I’m thrilled, excited, bewitched, bothered, bewildered. Thanks everybody! What? You didn’t buy multiple copies of THE FIXER UPPER yet? No worries. The stores are open late over the holiday weekend, and wouldn’t it be just extra-sweet if I could actually move UP the list next week? Don’t forget, you want to buy at a New York Times reporting bookstore, not your local likker store or swap-meet. Thanks everybody!
If you’re in the vicinity of Fairhope, Alabama tomorrow, come see me at Page and Palette.
From a motel room in Lexington
From a motel room in Nashville
And we’re off!


The first week of publication for THE FIXER UPPER was busy. Okay, it was a blur. I remember the launch party–which was great fun. I remember the first signing, at Barnes & Noble in Buckhead, also big fun, especially catching up with former newspaper colleagues and loyal fans. After that it gets a little hazy. I drove to Highlands, NC, and spent an afternoon with Claire and Arthur Simpson, the charming owners of Cyrano’s Books. We sold tons of books, even for what Arthur termed “a dead-ass Wednesday afternoon.” The North Carolina mountains were beautiful–green and much cooler than the flatlands of Atlanta. I even spotted a great billboard on U.S. 441 advertising “Bates Cottages–NOT affiliated with the Bates Motel.” Had to laugh out loud. Flew from Asheville to Atlanta–and then on to Raleigh on Thursday, where I immediately cabbed over to Salon ROI for some intensive care from my buddy Roi–who I met when I shopped his yard sale six years ago after we moved to Raleigh. After Roi clipped and dipped me–and slapped some makeup on me, I scooted over to Quail Ridge Books. Owner Nancy Olsen has been a long-time friend and supporter–going back to the days when I wrote the Callahan Garrity mysteries under my real name–which is Kathy Hogan Trocheck–in case you didn’t know. Nancy and I got a few minutes to chat and catch up on book gossip, and then it was over to dinner with The Scribblers, my NC writers group. Although a couple of the gals couldn’t make it, it was great to see my mystery mama Margaret Maron, Sarah Shaber, Bren Witchger and Alex Sokoloff, as well as mystery maven Molly Weston and her friend. While we were in the restaurant, I happened to look at the television in the bar and see the shocking news about Michael Jackson. But no time to reflect, because it was showtime at Quail Ridge Books. We had a huge turnout, and it was wonderful to see so many old friends, including a couple of my Crusader baseball mom friends from Boomerang Boy’s days at Cardinal Gibbons High School. Boy, did we spend some time in those bleachers during all those baseball games. And boy, do I miss those days of listening to the crack of the bat. I left tons of signed copies of THE FIXER UPPER behind at QRB, so if you didn’t get there Thursday night, don’t worry, there are plenty of autographed books still there. Friday morning, I flew to Memphis. I thought Atlanta was hot, but Memphis, hoo-boy, Memphis was boiling. Still, we had a nice turnout at Books-a-Million in Southhaven, Miss. And then I went back to my hotel room, turned up the AC and watched the bargain DVD of BYE-BYE BIRDIE I picked up at BAM. Talk about a blast from the past–and so appropriate to watch in Memphis, home of Elvis, since Birdie is a spoof of Elvis mania. I flew home Saturday morning, and we’ve spent the weekend celebrating the wedding of good friends Jack and Shay. In between parties, I’ve been doing laundry and re-packing my suitcase. In the morning, I’m off for Nashville, for a signing at Davis-Kidd Books Monday night at 7pm at the Mall at Green Hills. And hey, you peeps in Lexington, KY, I’m headed your way Tuesday night for a signing at Joseph-Beth Booksellers at Lexington Green Circle, which my publisher just informed me about. Then, Thursday, I’ll be at Page & Palette in Fairhope, ALA. As Diana Ross and the Supremes would say, come see about me. On Friday, I’ll head over to Savannah for a signing at Seaside Sisters on Tybee Island at 11 am, and then Mr. Mary Kay and I will have the weekend off, biking around the island with an adult beverage in our handlebar koozies, watching fireworks, and most likely, fixing crabcakes. I’ll report in when I can. Until then, stay cool.
Fixer Upper Contest–with Eddie Ross
Last week when he was here for his Scott’s Antique Market shop-a-thon, Top Design super-star Eddie Ross and I cooked up a little contest to celebrate this week’s publication of THE FIXER UPPER. So here’s the deal:
Leave me a comment about one item in your home on which you’d like to have Eddie perform his FIXER UPPER magic. Maybe it’s that tired country cutesy kitchen window treatment, or your Aunt Mildred’s fugly mahogany china cabinet, or maybe it’s a sofa—a dreaded plaid Herculon nightmare from your early John Denver decorating phase. We’ll have a random drawing, and one winner will win a FIXER UPPER photo consult with Eddie. This means you’ll email him a photo of the item in question, and he’ll come up with a magical solution to your design dilemma. And I’ll send you a personally autographed copy of THE FIXER UPPER. Deadline is midnight June 30. Let’s review:
1. Comments only.
2. Only one potential fixer-upper item please, not an entire room. Eddie’s a genius, but he’s not Houdini!
3. Do NOT send me a photo of your item. When we announce the winner, that person and that person ONLY can email a photo of the fixer upper item.
4. We’re talking inanimate objects. Let’s keep it clean, okay?
5. Eddie’s FIXER UPPER solution will involve suggestions. He’s really not prepared to show up at your crib brandishing a can of spray paint and a glue gun.
THE FIXER UPPER Launch Party
Anne was the first book-buyer of the night!
Me n’ Eddie Ross
Eddie likes his tarts on the small side!
