Thursday, November 21, 2013
Country Hardball: The Launch
By Steve Weddle
So here's something I hadn't anticipated with last night's launch of COUNTRY HARDBALL at Fountain Bookstore in Richmond. (Signed copies available, thanks to Kelly and crew.)
I mean, I'd been prepared to have only three people show up. Kinda prepared. I'd been prepared to have a thousand show. And, I'd been prepared to have it be somewhere between those two numbers, which it was.
I hadn't know that friend-of-the-blog Dana King was going to go to all the trouble to drive 150 minutes each way for the launch. How nice is that?
I hadn't been prepared to bring leftover wine -- even cheap wine -- home from a book event.
I hadn't been prepared to get three pages into reading a five page story and completely flake, trying to count the minutes I'd been reading and attempt to math in my head to figure out how long was left.
But the thing I really wasn't prepared for was not being able to talk very long to everyone who was there. I stood up there and talked, sure. When people came up to get a book signed, though, there I was trying to carry on conversations with people while other people were waiting and all I wanted to do was say how much I liked a blog review they'd done a couple weeks back about a book I wouldn't normally pick up but sounded great or ask them about the book I'd heard they were working on now or tell them how great it was to see them for the first time in ten years and did that rash ever go away. And on and on. I don't know how authors do it, standing up there and wanting to talk for 30 minutes with each person and just not having the time. People go to all the trouble to come out on a Wednesday night to pay money for sheets of paper with my words on them because they want to read this thing I did. And I don't even have the time to talk to each person for more than a few minutes? When they've given up all this time and effort to come see me? It just seems damned ridiculous is all.
So thank you so much to everyone who came out and to everyone who is coming out Friday in New York City.
I'm sure I'll have everything figured out by then and, as KV might write, everything will be beautiful and nothing will hurt.