Sparkly Pen Attack!
Mar. 27th, 2009 09:28 pmHey, dudes, guess who got to talk to Laurie Halse Anderson yesterday!
Yes, I went to a book signing for the simultaneous tenth anniversary of the spectacular Speak and the new release of Wintergirls, which I hope is as funny and heartbreaking. (I have yet to read any of her others, but the good news is after Speak she really doesn’t need to write any others for me to think she’s fabulous.) I was, as I often am, very chatty with everyone else around me, including the author. I told her that Speak was an unusual book for me as a kid because I normally read science fiction, and it was cool to find a book I liked outside of my accustomed genre. I also commanded her to admire another shy reader’s duct tape high heels. She was very gracious, even to loudmouthed patrons like me.
Also, there were a bunch of other local authors there. I asked around for a sci-fi writer’s group that wasn’t run by Orson Scott Card, Colossal Douchebag, but they didn’t really have much of one. Most wrote more realistic fiction, but there was one author, James Dashner, who sounds like he writes the sort of book that’s right up my alley: young adult fantasy/sci-fi hybrid fiction. We bought one of his books to see what it’s like. So did another patron.
JAMES DASHNER: (to the other patron) This is my book! It is a signed copy. Since I am here, I would personalize it, provided I can find a pen. The only pen I see is the one the featured author is using to sign her books.
AMELIA: I have a pen!
JAMES DASHNER: Thank you, citizen!
AMELIA: It is a sparkly pen.
JAMES DASHNER: … I see.
Don’t tell him I had a normal pen in my pocket as well. I wanted to see what he’d do with a sparkly blue one. He handled it with aplomb.
And now I have a whole stack of books to read. Good god I need a Kindle, or I will need a storage locker.
Yes, I went to a book signing for the simultaneous tenth anniversary of the spectacular Speak and the new release of Wintergirls, which I hope is as funny and heartbreaking. (I have yet to read any of her others, but the good news is after Speak she really doesn’t need to write any others for me to think she’s fabulous.) I was, as I often am, very chatty with everyone else around me, including the author. I told her that Speak was an unusual book for me as a kid because I normally read science fiction, and it was cool to find a book I liked outside of my accustomed genre. I also commanded her to admire another shy reader’s duct tape high heels. She was very gracious, even to loudmouthed patrons like me.
Also, there were a bunch of other local authors there. I asked around for a sci-fi writer’s group that wasn’t run by Orson Scott Card, Colossal Douchebag, but they didn’t really have much of one. Most wrote more realistic fiction, but there was one author, James Dashner, who sounds like he writes the sort of book that’s right up my alley: young adult fantasy/sci-fi hybrid fiction. We bought one of his books to see what it’s like. So did another patron.
JAMES DASHNER: (to the other patron) This is my book! It is a signed copy. Since I am here, I would personalize it, provided I can find a pen. The only pen I see is the one the featured author is using to sign her books.
AMELIA: I have a pen!
JAMES DASHNER: Thank you, citizen!
AMELIA: It is a sparkly pen.
JAMES DASHNER: … I see.
Don’t tell him I had a normal pen in my pocket as well. I wanted to see what he’d do with a sparkly blue one. He handled it with aplomb.
And now I have a whole stack of books to read. Good god I need a Kindle, or I will need a storage locker.