What always amazes me about having to speak publicly about my writing is how nervous I become before the event.
Yesterday evening I went to promote Holding Paradise at Isleworth Library, one of my local libraries, and I had the usual butterflies in my stomach. As usual I didn't pre-plan a talk, I just had a general idea of what I wanted to say and thought I'd go with the flow. I don't like going to talks where the speaker reads from a page, quite frankly, so I wasn't about to do that.
I have butterflies as I get ready to leave, on the journey there and just as I enter the venue. Then, as normally happens, the second I walk into the event, I'm fine; I start to speak and I forget all about the butterflies.
This was helped a lot by the fact that the participants were all fabulous. I was particularly thrilled to bits that one member of the audience had read my book in a day! She said she couldn't put it down. I loved that. I also secretly wished that another million of her existed because then I would be bestseller, right? Well a girl can dream can't she?
Below are a few pictures of my dream author event (sorry about the quality). I have another in a few weeks.
Bring on the butterflies...