Over the last few weeks I have been visiting nearby Waterstones shops to sign books and promote The Truth Will Out. I love book signings. It’s like somebody giving you a license to hover in a bookstore for several hours, browse the books and talk to engaging and interesting people.
These events have become a family affair for us. Hubby usually drives us there, chats to any friends who call in and keeps us supplied with lattes. Daughter bakes cakes or cookies, hands out bookmarks and chats to readers. It’s lovely that everyone is keen to get involved, not least because it means I don’t feel guilty for neglecting precious family time!
Over the last two weeks I have spent time in Kettering and Northampton Waterstones, both very different stores in nearby towns, but both home to a large population of readers who tread their floors in search of a new little gem for their bookshelf. And if I didn’t know it already, recent experience has demonstrated that readers are some of the loveliest people you can meet.
I have chatted to so many great people – some just wanted to talk about writing and the publishing process, others shared their favourite crime fiction titles; some people talked about experiences with their book clubs or reading circles. I could go on, but I’m sure I’d bore you, so I’ll just share a few memorable moments that made me smile:
1. Two little boys approached tentatively with their dad. While one munched on a cookie, his elder brother (who I guess must have been about five or six) asked, “Is that your book?” When I said it was, he asked, “Did you write all of those words?” When I nodded he gasped and said, “Wow! That must have taken a very, very long time!” Awww.
2. An elderly woman came to see me with her daughter, gripped me hand so hard I thought it would break and said, “Do you know, I’m ninety years old and I’ve never met a published author. You’ve made my day.” At that moment I desperately wished I was somebody well known, like Patricia Cornwell or Val McDermid, but in their absence I valiantly shook her hand, smiled politely and pretended to be famous. Well, I didn’t want to spoil her excitement did I?
3. And, a first for me, a reader was actually waiting for me to arrive at Northampton. Her name was Betty and her face will forever be ingrained into my memory as one of those special ‘pinch me’ life moments that make you feel special.
I wish to say a huge thanks to the lovely reading people of Northamptonshire for being so friendly and making these events such fun. It was lovely to meet friends – old and new and I had a great time. My only regret is that I didn’t take more photos!
I would also like to extend gratitude to my publisher, Legend Press, for organising these events and many thanks to the lovely staff at Waterstones who were so friendly and welcoming. Hopefully we can arrange some more soon.
Thanks for reading folks. I hope you all had a lovely holiday weekend and wish you a great week.