Hey There World:
Just recently (like last Sunday) I volunteered at a book fair in New York City.
Now, for some of you, going to a book fair might be your thing, you've done it a million times and you go to shop and see your favorite authors, maybe get a few copies signed. No biggie right?
Well, not for me.
I spend my time working, writing and trying to stay connected to my lovelies. So, I don't get out much. And the book fair that I volunteered for was my first time attending one.
Shame on me you say? You're right.
To make a long story short, the volunteering aspect of it was just awful. I was paired up with an older man (also a volunteer) who felt threatened by my awesomeness.
He was rude, contradicted me constantly, argued with me in front of customers (I was in the tee-shirt and canvas bag selling booth) and had the gall to call me sweetie twice (I used my most scathing tone to correct that neanderthal!) even though I had a name tag on with my name written in a black sharpie. He did his best to make me miserable.
I was determined to make the best of it because I had traveled on a bus and two trains to get there and I had no intention of letting that small minded little troll ruin my day.
I enjoyed my customers, I got the names of websites for some really cool stuff, I sold, sold, sold, many bags and tee-shirts and I learned two really important things that day, despite the Orc standing next to me.
1. Even though I've always been worried that I didn't have what it takes to sell my books hand to hand, I was wrong. I ROCK AT SELLING!
2. Not all books are for all book fairs.
After my volunteer time was over, I walked around the entire fair and didn't see one romance book anywhere in sight.
Not a one.
Since I'm a member of the Romance Writer's Organization, I looked for the New York chapter and not only did I not see anybody at any booths that I could connect with on a professional level, I couldn't find a romance book to save my life.
I talked to my mom about it (of course I went to see her for a good home cooked meal!) and she said that more than likely, the romance crew was denied access to the book fair booths.
To keep it literary and all.
What a shame!
According to RWA these are the statistics for the Romance Genre:
I finally realized that its true. Some literary types are snobs.
They're probably jealous of our romantic awesomeness. Like that mean little volunteer I worked next to for four and half hours.
So I have some advice for all the literary snobs out there in the world.
Pick up a romance book and learn how to get your rocks off!
Be well and Remember: Always to take time to water your own garden.