I spent some time this weekend sitting at a booth at the LA Times Book Fair. I sat at a table with my two novels prominently displayed, ready to sign a copy for one of the thousands of people who attended the fair over the weekend.
I felt a tap on my shoulder. I turned around to a man holding a book that wasn't mine.
He asked, "How much is this book?"
"Oh, I don't know. I'm an author. I wrote these novels," I said, waving my arm to the small display in front of me.
"So, you don't know how much this book is?"
"Maybe you should ask that woman over there. She runs the booth."
A few moments later, a woman presents me with a stack of books--none of them mine--and hands me a credit card. She said, "I'd like to pay for these."
"Actually, the cashier is over there. I'm an author signing my novels."
The woman joins the line to the cashier.
A student approached my table and picks up one of my novels. Before I could say anything, he flops the book down and walks away.
I felt a tap on my shoulder. I turned around to a man holding a book that wasn't mine.
He asked, "How much is this book?"
"Oh, I don't know. I'm an author. I wrote these novels," I said, waving my arm to the small display in front of me.
"So, you don't know how much this book is?"
"Maybe you should ask that woman over there. She runs the booth."
A few moments later, a woman presents me with a stack of books--none of them mine--and hands me a credit card. She said, "I'd like to pay for these."
"Actually, the cashier is over there. I'm an author signing my novels."
The woman joins the line to the cashier.
A student approached my table and picks up one of my novels. Before I could say anything, he flops the book down and walks away.
So it went like that for half an hour. Then I decided to take charge. I do work for the Asian Pacific AIDS Intervention Team. I was a guy who spent a good part of the 1990's and the early 2000's in booths at community fairs coaxing people to talk about anal sex, vaginal secretions, and condon use. If I could talk to complete strangers about how to properly shoot up without getting HIV infected, I could certainly talk to someone about my novels.
I took the offensive and began chatting people up in the booth. You know, I sold a good amount of copies and made some pretty good contacts. I felt my time at the festival was well spent and the money for parking was put to good use. Of course, I loved hanging out with fellow writers Brian Ascalon Roley and Mae Respicio also selling their books.
Sitting in a booth waiting for someone to buy your book can be excrutiating, but when you have fun and just talk to people it becomes less painful.