I don’t think you ever forget your first book signing. I had planned to drop off the book and be on my way, when I was asked for my first signature. I panicked, not really sure what to write. She had a point: what’s the point of knowing the author if you don’t get a signature. There was no way to wiggle out of it.
My heart fluttered like my first kiss… I wanted it to be special and memorable, but I was a bit embarrassed and didn’t know what to write. This was my first signing… my scribbles would be eternally etched to the page with no chance of a second draft.
After I finished, I thought off a hundred great things to write… but there was no going back… and thankfully, like kissing, you get better with practice….