I happened to be watching an old Clark Gable/Carole Lombard movie when I realized I needed to write a post for Dirty Birdies. The premise for the movie was two people who probably shouldn’t work out actually doing so. It reminded me of a few book signings I’ve done. You see, I have an interesting talent when it comes to book signings. Either I’m placed next to my friends, or I’m placed next to my polar opposite. Don’t believe me?
One of my very first signings happened to be at my local library. They did an interesting event called Cascade of Authors. Basically, they brought together a whole slew of authors and let us talk about what we wrote. As a mixer, it worked well. Now everyone who knows me or has read Megan Slayer knows I write hot. Real hot. Damn hot. HAWT. For some reason, the organizers thought it would be smart to place me next to a nun. Yes. I didn’t mind being next to her. I thought it was rather interesting. I’ve never been a nun and knew nothing about them other than what I’d see in the movies or television. I know not all nuns are the same, but this one made certain I knew that my books weren’t ‘appropriate’ for the library. Of course, the cover she took issue with was of a single girl. It’s the cover for When You’re With Me. It’s not as bad as it could be. Then the nun insisted on asking me during the Q&A how many books I had out. Back then it was closer to a hundred. I guess that’s not what she wanted to hear. She refused to talk to a ‘smut’ writer and hurried out of there as soon as she could. ☹
At a different year, but the same event, the Cascade of Authors, I was placed next to a Friar. Uh-huh. He had beads made by children in an African country and was giving them out to anyone who bought one of his books. Now this particular year, I brought my M/M titles to the event. I’d written one about football players and wanted to talk about it. Instead of being put off like I thought he might be, the friar bought a copy. We had a great conversation about his mission work and getting young people involved in the church. Did I mention we were placed at the one table that wasn’t in the semi-circle with the other authors? We joked it was because we were so polarizing. It was a great experience. Strange, but it worked.
Now, I don’t just seem to be placed next to the religious set. Nope. I have a knack for being placed next to sweet romance authors, too. I don’t mind the sweet authors. Heck, some of my very best friends write sweet. They write mystery, sweet and pretty much everything. But one time in particular, I was placed next to a person who wrote sweet. As soon as she found out what I wrote, she wanted to be moved. I understand the whole idea of our heat levels not meshing so it could be a problem. Sweet and super spicy. Hee hee. Needless to say, we weren’t separated. But the funniest part? We became fast friends. Being thrown together was the nicest thing that could’ve happened.
So I guess being the dirty birdie has actually been a blessing. More of one that I thought. I get to write what my heart wants, work with the characters that chatter to me all of the time. It doesn’t matter where I’m placed. I always have a good time and make the best of everything. What about you? Have you ever been placed in a strange situation? How’d you handle it?