Saturday was the Appleton book launch for Whipped, Not Beaten--the one I helped coordinate and to which I invited all of my friends & family & the hygienist who cleans my teeth. We had door prizes from home party lines, recipes from the book and chocolate treats to eat and drink at Atlas Coffee Mill--just the cutest place on the river. Behold:
Cornerstone Press sent a contingent to handle all book sales, publicity and other stuff I'm not privy to knowing about:
Can you tell they were a creative and fun staff to work with?
My fellow writers, you should be so lucky as me to work with people this enthusiastic about your work.
They set up a lovely display of books.
And then my peeps came and filled the room with good wishes and glad tidings.
I wanted to talk to everyone. PTA moms, dear friends, karate co-kickers, former colleagues, Cubbie leaders, bloggy pals, family, even Kristy who does my hair (and who told me my hair looked fabulous and she'd even thought of calling me that morning to offer to blow it out for me).
The Bumble Book Club was well represented, naturally.
After an hour of signing books and talking to people, Per gave a little introduction and I started to speak. And I looked out at the room FULL of people who had been so generous and supportive to me, all of that LOVE and I immediately choked up and got tears in my eyes and I swear if I hadn't pulled it together I'd have launched into a 5-minute sobfest. Thankfully I got a grip and proceeded to speechify.
With my hands, because that's how I talk. I use a hybrid sign/slang language to get my point across.
I talked about the journey from conceiving the book to writing it to getting rejected a gazillion times to finally getting published. I talked about the people who made it possible, especially grateful to these guys:
And then I read a little and wrapped it up so I could get back to mingling and doling out door prizes
and signing more books.
It was memorable and perfect and awesome. I'm thankful to everyone who came, to everyone who helped make the event run so well, and to everyone who bought my book for themselves or as a gift to someone else.
Now, to answer your questions:
1) I wore a Title Nine shirt, an Eddie Bauer skirt from a zillion years ago when I was still teaching, Target tights, a Vintage Pearl necklace, Lori Anderson earrings and a bracelet I bought in Ireland years ago. Oh, the shoes are Clarks and ADORABLE, trust me.
2) You can still buy books. Online at Cornerstone Press or locally at the Atlas Coffee Mill, the Freedom Pursuit store and Book Worlds all over the area. It will be at Pages & Pipes after the holidays. The B&N corporate office in New York did not choose to carry this book, nor hundreds of other titles published by independent and small presses. I have no further comment on the politics of publishing at this time. No e-book is currently available.
3) Sure, I'd LOVE it if you review my book on your blog, at GoodReads or anyplace else that seems appropriate to review a comic novel about home parties and romance and public radio. Let me know what you need and I'll gladly supply it for you!
And to all of you who have bought copies already, thank you THANK YOU for the support.