If you follow me on twitter, you probably know that last night my friends Ashleigh, Chelsea, and I got to meet the fantabulous writers Maureen Johnson and Stephanie Perkins.
They were there to talk about their new books: The Name of the Star and Lola and The Boy Next Door.
About 40 fans gathered to meet Maureen and Stephanie. It was a pretty good sized turn out for a signing at this particular bookstore, but was still intimate enough to make it feel more like a pizza and gummy bear party with Maureen and Stephanie rather than a "performance" in which we screech and throw our undies at them when they make eye contact with us.
(I wasn't kidding about the gummy bears and pizza!)
They didn't read from their books, but they spent well over an hour answering all kinds of questions from the audience. I meant to take more pictures and tweet while they were talking, but they were so interesting and funny that I forgot to bother with such distractions.
I loved hearing them talk about how they write their books. Stephanie told a great story about how she took French lessons, ate French food, and watched youtube videos of tourists climbing the steps of Notre Dame when she wrote Lola and The French Kiss. Maureen told us all about how she went on a Jack The Ripper tour in London, read tube-workers newletters, and acted like a terrorist taking photos of old, closed off doors in the tube in London when she was working on The Name of the Star series. They also told stories about how to set your hair on fire when you're in a play, how to make your friends jealous by telling them that the videos of cute boys that you are watching is research for your next book, and how to always "punish, punish, punish!" your charaters, or your story will not be interesting.
They also answered my question: "When do you start telling even just a very few, close people about a new story you are working on?" with a general "Maybe a teensy weensy bit to a very select one or two people in the begining, but nothing much until the first draft is over." I am very pleased with their answer and cannot wait to tell my dear, enthusiastic husband to butt out of my writing. : )
After the pizza and chat, it was time to get our books signed.
(Waiting to get my books signed.)
They signed my books, and took a really cute photo with me.
(Me with my new creative heroes. We fight literary crimes with laptops, research skills, and our imaginations!)
Of course, they both spelled my name wrong.
To be fair, the post-it that the bookstore people wrote on for my Lola book did look like my name was "Jaima" and not "Jaime." I would include it in this photo as evidence, but I have already lost it. It's just funny to pair a wrongly spelled name with this sweet inscription!
But Maureen? You should have known better! : )
The good news is, I go to booksignings to talk to authors I admire, not to get signatures in my books. My name is not the reason I am looking forward to reading these books.
