I always wonder what authors think of their fans at book signings. I am a very shy individual and coming up with something to say to my hero seems like a herculean feat. I agonize about it waiting in line, and honestly several days before hand, and then blow it when coming face to face.
One of my biggest regrets in life was when I went to Lois McMaster Bujold's book signing for Cryoburn. Now this takes a bit of backstory so bare with me, my husband has short gut syndrome since birth (he is missing most of his intestines) and cannot live without being hooked up to an IV for his nutrition. He had gotten a bad infection and they had to take the central line out (his feeding IV) but they were having a terrible time getting line back in. So I spent nearly two weeks watching my husband lose alarming amounts of weight and get weaker and weaker while we had several failed surgeries attempting to get the line back in.
My husband and I are huge fans of Bujold and when not scared out of our minds about our situation we were looking forward to going to the Cryoburn book signing and meeting Bujold. As the days dragged on though it looked less and less likely that we would be able to attend. But on the day of the book signing in Seattle they finally got the line placed and as my husband was wheeled out of the surgery room he told me to get my ass to that book signing and get our books signed.
And as I stood in that line I wracked my brain trying to figure out how to tell Bujold how much meeting her and getting our books signed meant to both of us right now but I couldn't find the words. I just sounded like a crazy person, thought the sleep deprivation and sudden lack of stress is partly to blame. But I have regretted that day ever since, since I could not find the words to tell my hero how important she was to me and my husband.
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I always wonder what authors think of their fans at book signings. I am a very shy individual and coming up with something to say to my hero seems like a herculean feat. I agonize about it waiting in line, and honestly several days before hand, and then blow it when coming face to face.
One of my biggest regrets in life was when I went to Lois McMaster Bujold's book signing for Cryoburn. Now this takes a bit of backstory so bare with me, my husband has short gut syndrome since birth (he is missing most of his intestines) and cannot live without being hooked up to an IV for his nutrition. He had gotten a bad infection and they had to take the central line out (his feeding IV) but they were having a terrible time getting line back in. So I spent nearly two weeks watching my husband lose alarming amounts of weight and get weaker and weaker while we had several failed surgeries attempting to get the line back in.
My husband and I are huge fans of Bujold and when not scared out of our minds about our situation we were looking forward to going to the Cryoburn book signing and meeting Bujold. As the days dragged on though it looked less and less likely that we would be able to attend. But on the day of the book signing in Seattle they finally got the line placed and as my husband was wheeled out of the surgery room he told me to get my ass to that book signing and get our books signed.
And as I stood in that line I wracked my brain trying to figure out how to tell Bujold how much meeting her and getting our books signed meant to both of us right now but I couldn't find the words. I just sounded like a crazy person, thought the sleep deprivation and sudden lack of stress is partly to blame. But I have regretted that day ever since, since I could not find the words to tell my hero how important she was to me and my husband.
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