I get out a bundle of bookmarks supplied by my publisher and
try to set them out in an attractive way, along with my own business cards and a
copy of each of my five earlier novels. There are none of these in stock now,
but I like to have them there to show anyone interested.
The young manager comes to ensure I have everything I need
and offers me some coffee, but I am too eager to move around meeting people and
hand out bookmarks. At first, it is slow going—there seem fewer customers than
usual. Every half hour, a staff member announces my presence over the PA system
and I am grateful. But I also laugh when I hear him call my latest novel a
‘Koorong classic’!
Eventually, a lady I spoke to earlier approaches me.
‘Would you please sign both your books? We’re going away on
a long trip and I’m trying to find some good books to take with me.’
Feeling relieved, I tell her she is my first customer. But I
also remind myself it’s not only about promoting my books. I have prayed for some
‘God conversations’ in that bookstore and am looking forward to seeing what
shape these take.
I soon find out. I meet an African pastor and chat about his
home country. I give him my card and he gives me his, telling me he would love
me to speak to the women at his church. Not long after, a lady comes by with
her teenage daughter. As I explain how I began writing in my fifties and how I
believe God can weave all our life experiences together to accomplish the next
thing we are called to do, her eyes fill with tears.
‘That’s just what I needed to hear today,’ she whispers.
She buys both my books and asks me to write her daughter’s
name, Lily, in one. I pray for Lily as I do –both seem so open and vulnerable.
The hours pass. I meet a teacher who remembers hearing me
speak at his school and encourage him. I relate to someone from our own church
who seems so lost and sad, giving her a hug in the middle of the store. I talk
up a friend’s book I see someone thinking of buying (Integrate by Adele Jones). I manage to sell a few more of my own. As
my day draws to an end, I am grateful for those sales, but even more grateful
for those God moments along the way. I have done my best to be sensitive in all
my conversations and actions—the results are in God’s hands.
Yes, I know in-store book signings can be discouraging at
times, but I still believe they are well worth the effort. What about you? How
do you feel about such events, either as an author or a customer?
