One down . . .

April 17th, 2005

Well,

Thank you, thank you, thank you, to everyone who came to my very first book signing. I’m just going to assume that everyone who’ll read this blog was at that signing, considering that there were more people there than total hits this website has received. Yes there is a counter. The policeman who was posted at the door of the Barnes & Noble (apparently they got wind that some troublemakers might show up) said he stopped counting heads when he reached one hundred.

And I think I’ve taken away a few important lessons about talks and signings that I’ll share now:

  1. Writing “I hate you” in jest when signing somebody’s book, no matter how excellent the owner’s sense of humor is, is never a good idea. Sorry Bro.
  2. Neither is spelling the name wrong of someone who knows you well enough to know your social security number by heart. Sorry Mom.
  3. My John Hancock is ugly, apparently. I got told that four times. I kept telling them that my name had a great personality, but it didn’t seem to make much difference. I don’t know why anyone wants my darn signature anyway.
  4. If you manage to get a couple loudmouths to your signing, some people will start saying you’re “rock and roll.”
  5. Classy, elegant, post-signing receptions (parties are so over) are best thrown by Hannah Foster and Katy Niner. Thank you.
  6. J.K. Rowling had it right when she abbreviated. I began hating “ennifer” and “nne” by about book 15. She didn’t become the richest woman in England without knowing a thing or two about being an author.

Tomorrow, to artificially up my blog count (yes, yes, I know, I’ve been slaaaacking) I’ll post a picture of the signing, and maybe you can play Where’s Waldo, only instead of searching for Waldo, you search for the back of your head.

And the ironic note of the day — when I spell checked this “blog” the only word that it brought up was “blog”. Which is ironic. Don’t you think? Yes, ironic, and I really do think.

-Jennie

 

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