This was my first book signing at Waldenbooks, the first that was not at an independent bookstore. Not sure yet if it should be my last. Most of the time people avoided eye contact as I sat and smiled or stood and handed out bookmarks. I even had free candy. Didn't help much.
Yet the most perplexing thing was that some people found in me a captive audience (someone polite and bravely smiling). One lady was looking for vampire books (my book was inspirational romance). Another wanted to brag about her kindergartener who was reading at 3rd grade level. Three people thought I was a store employee and wanted to know 1. where the restrooms in the mall were located, 2. why there was no longer a toy store at the mall and 3. where the employees were from the Sprint kiosk.
Then there was Ross. Ross should be a writer. He is already a storyteller. Ross's wife wanted to look at books so Ross told me stories. This elderly round comedian told me that he won the lottery, but Giant wouldn't cash the check because he didn't make the required $5 or more purchase. Then he told me that he was an exotic dancer at the nursing home and that the old ladies stuffed their social security checks in his garter. And he wore a purple sequined thong that had a wardrobe malfunction and caused the ladies to chase him in their walkers and he still has nightmares about that sound (scrape, shuffle, scrape) as they tried to catch him. And then as he was walking along the beach...well, Steven Spielberg has been calling him about that...many minutes, many stories. I wasn't bored, I didn't panic and he at least kept it PG rated. You get the gist, I'll not tell his stories exactly since he did them much better and may someday write his own book.
The point is I survived. But now, I'm not sure how to handle the next book signing in a few weeks in another town. I doubt it will be as memorable. Oh yeah, I did sign and sell some books. Only 11 this day, but this isn't the biggest town.
Yet if a book signing is supposed to be my day and my time to be in control, I still have to learn how to be an author. Ahh, humility. Book Signing 101. Maybe today was good for me. It did make me laugh.
Causes Teryl Cartwright Supports
United Methodist Committee on Relief, American Red Cross, Heifer Project, American Cancer Society, Doctors without Borders