I hate talking about myself.
I KNOW. WHO WOULD HAVE GUESSED? I mean, obviously in a way I love talking about myself, because we have years of blogging and tweeting as evidence. But I get bored out of my mind when the blog turns into, "And then I did THIS! And please go read THIS! And look at THIS! And support me by voting for THIS!" I feel like I am following you around, tugging on the hem of your shirt, begging for your attention.
And I hate it.
This blog was never about self-promotion. It was and always has been about one thing and one thing only: Entertaining myself.
Yup. I'm just self-absorbed like that. I don't want to talk about myself and the things I did and already wrote, because I'm not entertained by it. And if I'm not entertained by it, how can I possibly expect my readers to be?
There is no point to this post. Just something I've been thinking about. I hope hope hope to return this blog to its regularly scheduled silliness as soon as possible. Book promotion is by far the hardest thing for me as an author, and the hardest balance to find. Because I want you to know about the things that are going on, and the interviews I've done, and the guest posts I've written, and I hope that if you like my writing you'll care, but at the same time...
GAH I JUST GET SO BORED GUYS. I better go write a new book. Or clean my closet.
Book it is.
*For example, The Tattered Cover in Highland's Ranch? OH MY GOSH I WANT TO LIVE IN THAT STORE. It's gorgeous, guys! And the signing was so fun. I got to meet Jocelyn Davies, who is adorable [and I envy her hair something fierce], and Brenna Yovanoff and Sarah Ockler came, and I got to meet Stephanie Perkins' awesome agent Kate Testerman. And it was a phenomenal audience, with several long time blog/twitter friends in attendance, which is always super fun. Then the next morning my dinner and my stomach had a violent confrontation [of which I was an innocent bystander caught in the crossfire], which was not awesome, but I still made it to the Boulder signing, and I was so glad because it, too, was awesome. Then another quick flight to Chicago, and the last signing of the tour: ANDERSON'S. ANDERSON'S gets ALL CAPS because I LOVE THAT STORE SO MUCH, GUYS. This might have been the most awesome of all of the incredibly awesome stops. Several people drove hours to be there, and that bookstore just freaking rocks my socks off, and I got fan art and baked goods and best of all the opportunity to meet so many of you that I wouldn't get to otherwise.
SO. IT WAS AWESOME. This is where I would put pictures if I had them but I never do. But I have something even better! Bloggers who filmed and chronicled the stops! And one of them might have me reading from a certain book that hasn't come out yet...
Also, favorite moment of tour: Driving in the car with Claudia Gray in a suburb of Chicago, I said, "I know they are scary and mean, but I love geese." Claudia: "What??" Me: "They're so pretty!" Claudia: "You think geeks are scary and mean?" Me: "GEESE. GEESE." Though geeks are also scary and mean but pretty.