This photo I took of a green egret never fails to crack me up. He seems to be saying, “Take me as I am, goofiness and all!”
I suck at marketing. Perhaps, I don’t so much suck at it as I simply dislike it. I’m not good at selling myself. I worry people will think me narcissistic when trying to sell my book. I try not to inundate the world with constant Facebook posts, and even though I’m a twit I refuse to tweet.
That said, I know in marketing a book, one must sell themselves. I got up Saturday morning and decided to pitch my book locally. My goal was to get a book signing. I decided to start small by going to my local Barnes & Noble, and two other places I had in mind.
First I went to Barnes & Noble. Of course, the manager who handles events was not in on weekends. I did leave my book and contact information, and she gave me the manager’s info. If I don’t hear back in a few days, I will force myself to make that call.
I made a short stop at a local center for performing arts. I was really unsure but decided to give it a shot. They jumped through hoops to find someone to help me. A manager on duty gave me a card with the name and number of someone who schedules their events. Though the people there were kind, I wasn’t as hopeful. I think it is most likely only a venue for paid events.
Next I hit The Daily Grind, a coffee shop. The manager was not in, but the guy working there met with open arms and tremendous enthusiasm. He said they were looking for local talent because they want to do more book signings and art events. I left my book and we exchanged information as well. I felt really good about this place since he all but booked the event.
I then went to The Royal Chocolate, and was overwhelmed with the generosity of the owner there. She wants me to pick the date and time I want to come. She’s even throwing in a hot cocoa for anyone who buys a book from me. We talked at length, and will meet up again before the event. I have to settle on a date first. I’m was really excited about this meeting.
I headed over to my local library to donate a book for circulation. The girl there said she thought they’d be delighted for me to do a signing and took my information. I felt optimistic about my chat with her.
My last stop was my favorite neighborhood spot, Grape and Gourmet. I’m a regular there, but the owner was floored when I asked her about a signing….she didn’t know I was a writer. (How do you like that? I finally called myself a writer!) Anyway, she said absolutely she’d do it for me since I was a friend. Not only did she offer me a signing date but she gave me two dates. I’m scheduled for Friday night, April 12, during wine tasting and then again the next day for their Cheap and Cheery event. She wanted me to have optimum exposure. See, all my wine drinking has paid off, lol!
I didn’t even make it out of my own neighborhood…next time, (Did I really say next time?) I’ll venture a bit farther…
Anyway, trying to sell yourself is a scary thing. Wonder if prostitutes feel that way? Ok, ok, I know selling books is a totally different scenario…