I just got back to my hotel room from the Hugo Awards, which meant two hours of pre-party, three hours of award ceremony, and another hour of post-party, to find that the fine people of the Riverwalk Marriott have left me a surprise.
This morning, I searched all over for a New York Times to verify the incomprehensible: DUST is #7 on the main bestseller list. The front desk was quiet at the time, and suddenly there were three people calling around and checking with other hotels and local shops until they tracked a single copy left somewhere. I thanked them profusely and went off to retrieve it.
Meanwhile, they found another copy, framed the list, included a print-out of the book’s cover from Amazon, left a bottle of champagne on ice and some large, chocolate-covered strawberries, and basically just blew me away with their generosity, thoughtfulness, and kindness.
Thank you, awesome folks at the Marriott. I hope I get a chance to thank you in person tomorrow morning. And thank you to the readers who put DUST in this position. After a night of seeing fan-voted awards handed out, it was amazing to come back to my room and have this small celebration of how wonderful you all have made my life.