What is my lane?
And where is the lane? (Photo by Jon Flobrant on Unsplash) When I saw the Instagram Story flash through my feed, I knew by sheer intuition that my book would be involved. First, the backstory. Last fall at an author event at my local Barnes & Noble, an energetic young bookstore owner from Austin, Texas, beelined for my table and bought a copy of AMEN? . Our interaction was warm, earnest, and heartening. How wonderful! I thought. My little book is now wending its way halfway across the country. There new shoppers will find it, new readers will connect with it, and this new-to-me bookseller will feel compelled to stock many copies and make me a minor celebrity. Back to now, six months later, when this Story from the bookseller's account shared they were selling an entire bookcase (six shelves' worth) of books for $40. At first my thumb tapped past it, but then I thought again and doubled back. Pressing on the screen to hold the image still, I zoomed in on a familiar ivory...
