Last weekend I had my first book signing. Well, that’s what I called it anyway. It was more of a stall at my local markets, but I signed some books, so let’s just call it a signing. There was laughing, and crying (I’ll get to that in a minute), and I had an awesome day.
A few months back I was chatting to a mum at school where my little people go, and she had the wonderful idea that I come along to the local markets and have my books available to sign. I thought this was a wonderful idea, so I chose a month and we went from there.
If you hang around my Facebook page you may have seen a pic I posted of some pull-up table banners I had printed for my books. I had so much fun organising my table for the day, and I’m really pleased with how everything looked.
Now, I’m a pretty small fish in the big sea of Indie publishing—think guppy versus whale shark. (I was going to say blue whale, but the whale is not a fish!) So, I didn’t get my hopes up. My advertising for this event was pretty minimal, and I went into it with an open mind and the philosophy that if I sold one book, I’d be happy. Well, I managed to sell thirteen books in the three hours I was there. I know that’s not huge, and most of them were to people I know in some way—it’s a relatively small community—but I was pretty happy with the outcome. I now have more (local) people reading my work. Yay!
Huge thanks to my wonderful sister-in-law, Kylie, for coming and sitting with me. I think I would have gone stir-crazy if I didn’t have someone to talk to when I wasn’t signing one of the thirteen books I sold.
Lastly, I mentioned there was crying. It’s because this happened…
This is the wonderful Lauren from Aussie Owned and Read. She came down from the coast just to see me and buy a copy of Sacrifice. She made me feel so special, and I actually cried when she gave me these…
It’s the little things that mean so much, and it’s all the feels I get when I do things like this that make my Indie journey so worthwhile.