WICKED BOOK WEEKEND: WHERE I LEARNED THAT READERS ARE MY FRIENDS

Last weekend was my 3rd Wicked Book Weekend, and since I’m feeling nostalgic, I thought I’d blog about it.

A few years ago I attended my very first book signing.  It was Wicked Book Weekend 2013.  To say I was nervous is a vast understatement.  I was petrified.  This is a little known but extremely embarrassing fact:  I threw my guts up the morning of the signing.  

No, this was not because I’d had too much to drink.  I was literally so nervous that I’d made myself sick.  

Now, I consider myself to be a social person (I love people!) but before that weekend I’d never met anyone in the book world, and I had no idea what to expect, and while I’d made some book friends online, I’d also had some people be pretty mean to me online, as I’m sure all authors can relate to, so I really didn’t know what to expect.  Basically, I was just scared that people wouldn’t be nice to me, and I certainly didn’t expect many of the attendees to have a clue who I was.  

So, long story short, all of these factors seemed to coalesce into me vomiting profusely right before my first signing(I know it’s gross but it’s just the truth!)   Despite all of this, though, my sister, April, who thank God came with me for moral support, held my hair back, helped me put myself together, and somehow make it on time to the event.  

If you’ve been to any of these signings you kind of know where this is heading, because here’s where it gets awesome.  

People were not only not mean to me, they were THE NICEST.  

The sweetest, most supportive, most kickass, badass chicks I’ve ever met, I’ve met at or around a book signing.  Nice, awesome women are not the exception in this community, they are the rule.  I’ve never seen anything like it, and I frankly can’t get enough of it.    

And that was the weekend where I learned that readers are my friends.  Not just friends.  Good friends.  Awesome friends.  Make my life more fulfilling friends.  After that wonderful weekend, I was never afraid to sign up for another event.  Just the opposite.  Signings have become one of my all time favorite things to do.  Meeting and reuniting with the women that read my books and made my life awesome  is as addictive as ever.  (Thank you, Ana!) 

Nothing but love,

Rebecca

P.S.  You'll also be happy to know that I am 100% puke free since that first signing:)