Author & Craft Event with Daphne Elliot

Join us at Grump & Sunshine for an evening with New England author Daphne Elliot as we celebrate the release of Wood You Be Mine! • Saturday, November 14th at 6:00 PM • Doors open at 5:50 PM • Grump & Sunshine Bookshop | Portland, ME 🎟️ Ticket includes a signed copy of Wood You Be Mine. Join us at Grump & Sunshine for an evening with New England author Daphne Elliot as we celebrate the release of Wood You Be Mine! A Maine based grumpy small-town lumberjack and his sunny new-in-town neighbor cross axes and risk their hearts in this swoony romance. The evening will include a lumberjack/fall themed painting craft, hot cocoa bar, and small group conversations with Daphne Elliot. There may also be some bookish goodies to snag 👀 Event Policies • ALL attendees must have a ticket. Tickets will be checked at the door. • This is an 18+ event. • Tickets are non-refundable. • Please arrive on time! Doors open at 5:50 PM and will close 5 minutes after the event begins. • If your ticket includes a book and you are unable to attend, your book will be held at Grump & Sunshine for 7 days. You are responsible for contacting the shop to arrange pickup, or we can provide a shipping quote. Any other items or activities included with your ticket will be forfeited. The first time I met the grumpy lumberjack next door, I almost burnt down his cabin. The second time, I was in an argument with a moose (don’t ask). The third time, I was naked. Henri Gagnon is not just my neighbor and landlord, but a flannel-clad foe who helps run his family’s lumber business. His protective streak clearly does not apply to me, since he’s convinced I won’t make it through the Maine winter. But I’m going to show Henri and the rest of this small town that they’re wrong. I have one year to prove myself as the elementary school’s principal or I’ll be getting the axe. So I simply just don’t have time to pine away for the lumberjack next door, no matter how good he looks chopping wood in his suspenders, or the way it makes me feel when he calls me buttercup. I definitely don’t have time to wonder what would happen if I asked him if he wood be mine...