(Holy Cow!) Last night was my first ever bookstore signing. Many of my colleagues and friends turned out, as well as members of the Murder By the Book reading community. As I began talking about Would-Be Witch, I realized that every chair was full and that some people were standing. (Standing room only?!) It was surreal.
People asked questions; friends later told me that I answered them all articulately and seemed to be in my element. Honestly though, I don't remember a lot of what was said during that part. What I remember--what I'm sure I'll remember for the rest of my life--was how much energy there was in the store. It was mind-boggling in the very best sense of the word.
I had a line of people waiting for me to autograph their books. (A line?!) One lovely reader invited me to stay with her if I come to Galveston to do research for any later books in the series. And I thought...I may just take her up on that offer. That sounds like a lot of fun to me. (I have readers? I can be their houseguest?!)
The after party at my friend Elizabeth's was a great celebration, too. I can't say how touched I was to have so many friends come out to support me and to share in my joy, both at the bookstore and at the party. And I realize that this was not a typical signing experience for a debut author, but in a perfect world, it would be.
So now I'm working on my Book 2 revisions surrounded by flowers and cards and bottles of champagne that people brought last night, and I still can't believe it all. I was CinderKimber at the ball, having my rock star moment, and in terms of memories, it doesn't get any better than that.