The night before the festival was the super exclusive author party where I met some awesome authors like Claudia Gray, Ashley Elston, and Aimee Agresti.
This is one of those experiences that I daydreamed about before I was published. The whole rubbing elbows with NYT bestsellers and being asked to speak to crowds of people.
|Ashley and me talking to a room full of people about writing.|
Not to mention signing my very own book. Saying that very professional sentence: "Who do I make it out to?"
Now, in my daydreams I was always smooth, confident, and knowledgeable, but in real life? Yeah, not so much. At the author party, I felt so awkward and out of place among all these very hip and experienced people. It's really weird. Writing is such a solitary venture most of the time then once you're published you're expected to go out into the world of actual people *gasp* and be, ya know, normal. When really I'm all:
The cool thing was everyone there was so nice and supportive. I realized that these people I'd been afraid of were just like me. They are big-time authors, sure, but they're just people. People who geek out over the upcoming X-Men movie (Claudia and I had a super fun convo about that). People who are just as nervous as I am (Ashley and I fully admitted to each other that we were nervous as hell over that panel).
So, I guess what I'm trying to say is just relax. We're all regular people who love reading and writing. And that's a beautiful thing.