I was there back in 2009 with Cloud's Keeper. It was my first author signing ever. I had my then boyfriend sit at the table with me all day long because I was afraid the mass amount of attention and stress would cause me to go into a panic attack. I didn't. I got to sit next to David B. Coe and his adorable daughter. He was very nice and very successful. I sold two books and meet the first person I didn't personally know who'd read my book. A little white-haired lady walked up to the table picked up the book, and says, "Oh, I'm reading this now. It's very good." I almost dropped out of my chair with excitement. 2009 was a good year... I had my author signing, I got engaged and subsequently married, started my photography biz, we went to Ireland on our honeymoon and I scratched another thing off my bucket list. Yes 2009 was a good year...
2009
But this is 2012. I've become a completely different person over the past 3 years, pushing myself further and further using my photography as a type of therapy to my people anxiety, quite successfully I might add. My husband won't get to sit with me again because this year he has to work. I'm okay with it, where once the idea of going alone might have spawned panic in and of itself. I've now got three books to lay out on the table: Cloud's Keeper, Legacy of Stone, and We are One. I feel alittle bit more secure sitting behind my stacks of books. My poster for the new series is taped at the front a big 'coming soon' banner splashed across its bottom. I have a fan of bookmarks laid out for people to pickup each one with a hand-made little tassel. Business cards sit in a little container, paper tents announce prices, I've got some change set aside, and a brand new pack of pens. This year I'm prepared and I know what to expect. Somehow that makes it easier. A few minutes into unpacking I'm joined at my table by a very nice lady from Shelbyville, which is just a few towns over. Her name is D.B. Henson and she's very nice and also quite successful. We pass stories back and forth during lulls in customers, about our pets, swimming with dolphins, and of course writing. She tells me a doozy about a young lady named Amanda Hocking. She's an author who self-published her paranormal romances/fantasies and got a book deal out of it. A MILLION DOLLAR bookdeal. Which was followed shortly after by a MULTI-MILLION dollar movie deal. I can't even wrap my head around the numbers especially the last one. Amanda is only two years older than me. Two years and she'll never have to worry about another thing in her life...at least money-wise. Why can't that be me?(pouty face) D.B. assures me that it could be. She tells me that she self-published too before the agent called her. Now she's on Talk of the Town, flying to New York, getting interviewed for all the local tv stations, interviewed by US Today. Wow. It definitely gets me thinking. Really two people who've self-published who've made it to the big leagues so to speak. I perk up my ears and listen. Any advice she has to offer, I file away in neat imaginary little drawers marked 'pay attention' and 'look at me soon'.2009
I meet a lot of people at the author signing. One of whom came out just to see me. She's the mother of a boy I was friends with in school. She remembers me and is excited for my second book. She gets both, and her excitement is catching. Later on one of my English teachers stops by. I think I surprise her when I remember the children's book she was writing back when I was in school. I think, it made her happy, which in turn makes me feel happy, but I don't know for sure. She takes home a copy of my children's book. I watch a total of 5 books leave my table. One signed for a little boy whose birthday is coming up soon. Happy Birthday, Mason! and another for a young girl who has a voracious appetite for reading, much like I did when I was young. Keep Reading, Brenna, it never gets old. I do my first t.v. interview for the Local news channel six with two brothers in camo jackets. I'm nervous. I probably messed up. But since I don't get that channel, I'll probably never see it. If you do, please let me know how it turned out? Was I total wreck? Did I look like a bunny with its leg caught in a trap? That's how I felt.
When the day is over with, the pictures taken, the books packed back up, the warm feeling of statisfaction is setting up in my chest. People are leaving the library and I settle in to say goodbye to all my library ladies. Yes, they're mine. See back in 05-07, I used to work there too. Alot of the faces have changed since then but the ones that haven't are definitely old friends. It's always a pleasure going back. It's the best place I ever worked and sometimes I wish I'd never left. Now I'm not sure I could go back. I decide that I should do these author signings more often, should find a way to make it work. They are so very satisfying when they go well.
So have you ever been to author signing? Was it by accident or did you come to specifically see someone? What did you think? Did you enjoy it? What could the author have done better, in your eyes? Come on, I really wanna know.


