Wicked Wednesday with D. Renee Bagby

Book Signing: Annapolis Borders, 07 Feb 2009

Before I start off this retelling of events that took place on Saturday, 07 February 2009, I would just like it to be noted that if there is a way to get lost going someplace, I will be sure to find it. Without fail or a doubt, lost is the one thing I will do if given directions and a new locale to find.

To make the situation even sadder, I have visited Annapolis Mall a handful of times before and should—by all rights—know my way there. But, I did in fact get lost. I blame Yahoo maps partially because their directions did not indicate a left or right turn—though a right turn was all I could make—and I drove for two miles before I realized I was going the wrong way down MD-450.

So, while I had planned to be first on the scene a little before one—since the signing started at two—I ended up being fourth. First on the scene was Stephanie “Flash” Burke and her lovely husband Dennis. They wrangled up a second table so we could spread out and some chairs, which I appreciated because after working an eight-hour shift at my night job there was no way I would be standing for long.

I don’t know who arrived second and third but Melissa Schroeder and Monica Burns were there when I appeared, pulling my promo bag and lugging Valentine’s lollipops and book stands. Margaret L. Carter arrived shortly after me. The last to show—thanks to accidents on the highway and a detour—was Dana Marie Bell. While Jean Marie Ward was supposed to make an appearance with the rest of us DC Area Storytellers, she got sick and had to cancel. We all missed her and I know she would have added a whole other level of crazy to the ones already present.

Annapolis Borders did right by us. We were to the left—when you enter the store—of the mall entrance to the Borders, which placed us directly across from the cash wrap and right next door to the romance section. Not all the DC Area Storytellers are romance writers, but those present were so that was a great location. Customers couldn’t help but see us and we made sure to engage anyone who made eye contact.

There were a few upturned noses and people who put on speed when they noticed us looking their way. It was funny actually. I almost wish I had caught a few of them on camera since their reactions to us were so comical I just want to relive the moment and laugh.

We did a fair amount of laughing that Saturday. I’m not sure if that roped people in or scared them away. I tell people we—the authors—plan get-togethers so we can yap at each other and the signing is just a bonus. This time was no exception. It was good to talk amongst ourselves about the random foibles of writing and being published and WIPs (writings in progress) that don’t act right.

In between anecdotes, we did manage to coerce some people into buying our books. The best sales tactic was to get someone to the table and put the book in their hand. I would have never thought that would work, but it did a few times.

I was quite pleased with the debut book signing of Serenity, my second novel released through Samhain Publishing which had come out in print the end of January 2009 but has been in ebook since March 2008.

Their uneasy alliance could lead to love—if the demon will allow it.

Melchior, King of the Bhresyas, is quickly growing tired of the war between his kind and the humans who view them as demons. He proposes a peace treaty with the most powerful human kingdom. His only stipulation? Once she comes of age, the human queen’s daughter must be his bride.

Serenity has spent her entire life preparing for her role at Melchior’s side. Other women might be frightened, but she embraces her destiny, knowing in her heart that she and Melchior have been twined together by fate.

While he wants cooperation between their two peoples, his union with Serenity cannot and should not lead to love. The more she tries to bring them together, the harder he pushes her away—until she lands in the arms of those who would do her harm.

Love is the answer. But before Melchior admits to his, it may be too late.

Warning: this title contains cursing, a sociopathic heroine, horny males, and copious amounts of gratuitous violence.

To read an excerpt and the first full chapter for Serenity, visit my website http://dreneebagby.com.

There were three highly memorable moments of the day:

First, the woman who browsed the books, looked at the promo, and then asked if the books were available on ebook. I think all of us wanted to hug her. We didn’t but we did almost deafen her when we replied with a very adamant affirmative. At which point, we loaded her up with even more promo so she wouldn’t forget us when she got home.

Second, Devon. I remember his name only because he was such a ham. Yes, he. We managed to coax him over to the table with the usual “a book lasts longer than chocolates and flowers on Valentine’s day and they have handy scenarios you might want to act out”. He was a bit skeptical until Monica handed him her book with a page all picked out for him to read.

Not only did he read the section Monica pointed out but he then went flipping for more parts to read. He tried to get other men to visit our table and then ribbed them when they wouldn’t stop.

Devon, unfortunately, didn’t buy, though we all thought he was very close to it. We figure the embarrassment of being a guy and taking a romance to the cash wrap might have been too much for him. He did, however, win the two hundred and seventy-five dollar value gift basket we had up for grabs. So he will be remembering us later on.

Last was the group of women who stumbled upon us on their way out to the mall after already having bought books. A group of four women saw us and came over at Flash’s insistence—she can be quite… hard to deny when she wants to be. When the women realized we were romance writers, they couldn’t believe they almost missed us since they were all avid romance readers.

Even after having finished their book buying, we managed to entice them into buying more. Those who didn’t buy left with lots of promo.

I counted the whole event as a success even though we didn’t sell as many books as we wanted simply because we were seen and heard. Even if only a few people read the brochures they were given, that was a few more potential readers than before.

The only true let down about the whole day, besides getting lost and arriving later than I had intended, was missing out on the Cheesecake Factory. They were wall-to-wall, booked solid. The shortest wait time was an hour and we were a party of seven, which automatically adds another thirty minutes.

We ended up eating at Austin’s Grill and yapping some more. I didn’t get home until after eight-thirty that night—the signing ended at five. I didn’t see my bed until an hour later since I had decided to do some email upkeep to unwind. A few seconds after my head hit the pillow I was gone and didn’t wake up again until almost seven when I had to get up and go hold a place in line for Flash at the Best Buy near my house so she could get a Wii Fit and the place didn’t open until eleven. But, that’s a whole other anecdote.

Danielle’s Weird Question of the Day:

If you were stranded on an island what three things could you not live without?

  • Laptop. That’s a no-brainer. I need my stories. Even if they never got published, I would still be compelled to write them just so I could read and enjoy them. Not to mention, I have good collection of ebooks I haven’t read yet and a fair number of computer games that I haven’t beaten yet, like Cake Mania 2 and 3.
  • My 250 disc DVD binder which would be stocked with all of my all-time favorite movies from pretty much everything Studio Ghibli put out to the Disney classics to Blade and Pitch Black.
  • An unending—hey, this is my fantasy and they will be unending—supply of shortbread cookies. They are the perfect not-too-sweet snack. Hopefully the island will boast other eats, like fish or crabs, but I need something cake or cookish at times and that is shortbread.

~ by danielledevon on February 11, 2009.

One Response to “Wicked Wednesday with D. Renee Bagby”

  1. Thanks for letting me rant about my book signing. 😀


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