When It All Goes Right Over A Weekend
Posted on April 11, 2011
It’s amazing how someone can have a somewhat crappy week, go through the things they need to in order to get to the weekend only to have everything go right and then some. It makes it all worthwhile, but at the same time, makes you crave the next weekend. Ironically, my main career is the one I spend the least amount of time with and after a book signing like the one last Saturday in Ann Arbor, I do long for it. Let me tell you what went unexpectedly right…
There’s a kind of law, a kind of Murphy’s Law, for writers and it says that if you do nothing to promote your signing, nobody will show. If you do invite people, chances are nobody will show. And if you promote the heck out of it, beg, steal, borrow and beg a little more, you might get a couple of folks to show. So I did all the promoting, begging, stealing and borrowing I could and set the bar exceedingly low in my head. Why? Because then I won’t be disappointed. It’s a safety mechanism for us.
Anyway, I arrived in Ann Arbor an hour before the signing and enjoyed a delightful lunch with James Taylor Jr. and his mother, Martha. James has gone above and beyond the call of duty helping me over the past two years. He’s mentioned my books on his radio show, had me guest host twice on it, told his friends about signings and actually created/hung signs in the Ann Arbor book store. And for those of you still reading about James, he’s a singer and has his own CD on Amazon and CDBaby. He’s a talent worth checking out.
Back to Ann Arbor. I met up with my mentor and fellow author Milt Ford after lunch and just before the signing so we could go over the game plan. All we needed was for people to show and show they did! These were folks I hadn’t anticipated seeing, mostly because it had been 20 years since I’d last laid eyes on them. There was Amy Lewis (now Amy Pavlov), who I haven’t seen since I graduated from GVSU, Deborah Travis Hobson, who I haven’t seen since I graduated high school, Charlie Edwards and his lovely wife, I used to work with Charlie at my last job, Hieu Nguyen, someone I met through mutual friends and have known far longer than I thought, Tim Roels, a friend I’ve known since 7th grade and, finally, a huge surprise for me, Theresa Taylor-Stirling.
Now, in all fairness, I was pleasantly shocked as heck to see Tim walk in. He’s got three children and I understand that time away from his family is precious, few and far between. I was really glad to see him! And Amy? Amy is one of those folks I bonded with towards the end of my college years when we were English tutors. She saw I was stressed one evening and in an effort to help chill me out, took me to see a horse that had recently been born. I’ve always remembered that and she actually remembered something that was important to her I was involved in and had no recollection of. It was pretty damn cool. Naa…she’s still pretty damn cool.
I couldn’t get over seeing Deborah either. Talk about someone who hasn’t aged a bit! I’m bloody jealous. It also strikes me as bizarre because she and I were in grade school together. That’s how long we’ve known each other. It doesn’t seem that long. It really doesn’t.
It was a pretty overwhelming moment when Theresa walked in. I hadn’t anticipated she’d be there and it’s been years since we’ve seen each other. The last time we ran into each other, I had just started dating my guy and she gave me her phone number, only I lost the damn thing before I’d even gotten home. It’s taken me 15 years to find her again–thank you, Facebook.
I’ve often expressed my angst about high school, but allow me to say that Theresa represented everything that someone shouldn’t have had to go through in high school, yet rose above it, excelled at rising above it and came through it. She worked midnights to earn money, came to school, worked another job, still managed to get homework done and slipped in a little sleep now and then. She was worlds ahead of me in terms of understanding the nature of people, of being accepting of people and working her ass off because it was called for and all without complaining. I still only hope to one day be as she was already was all those years ago.
So yeah, things went well. We filled the place, I posted pics on Facebook, and came away from the whole thing with a renewed sense of knowing where I have to steer my career. I’m a writer. There’s no mystique about it. There’s nothing celebrity-like about it. It’s just who I am. Some people draw, some people work with numbers, some people are doctors and others sell me Blu-Rays. Me? I work with words and language.
And I’ve got no complaints about it.
Kristoffer Gair (who formerly wrote under the pseudonym Kage Alan) is the Detroit-based author of Honor Unbound, A Funny Thing Happened On The Way To My Sexual Orientation, Andy Stevenson Vs. The Lord Of The Loins, Gaylias: Operation Thunderspell, several short stories featured in anthologies (to be combined in a forthcoming book), the novella Falling Awake, its sequel, Falling Awake II: Revenant and Falling Awake III: Requiem.
2 Responses to “When It All Goes Right Over A Weekend”
April 11, 2011 at 2:33 pm
I am so glad that things went well. I am sorry I had to miss it.
April 11, 2011 at 8:42 pm
We missed you, Jeff, but there will be another!