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The lunch for my launch with a picture of Raymond.

Here’s something that might surprise people who have met me in the flesh. For someone who comes across as being very social, the truth is this: I don’t like big parties, look-at-me celebrations, or chi-chi social schmoozes. Yes, I like people, and I’m always interested in their lives, but the more people I talk to, the faster I run out of juice. For example, at every convention I attend, there’s going to be one night (usually the Friday night),  jb orderingwhere I’ll make the mistake of easing myself down onto the mattress in the late afternoon and then that’s it–I’m out. It would take a team of huskies, and harsh person yielding a whip to rouse me. I’m in a coma, recharging my batteries.

But when you have a book debuting, people expect you to do something a trifle tadaaah! Over and over, I’ve been asked–when and where’s your book launch?

My stock answer: “I’m not having one.”

Cue the gasps of horror.

But here’s the thing–being the centre of attention like that? Ew. Having to read from my book in front of a few friends who feel obliged to be there? Double-ew. That’s just not me. I’ll read with pleasure if a group of people ever ask me to, but I’m never going to ask a group of people to listen to me.meal

So, my kids conspired. They could not imagine Mommy not having her moment. But knowing how well their mother would react to being thrust into the limelight, they prudently scaled it to Leigh-size.

Attempt no 1: We’ll all troop to the bookstore, buy copies of your book (thereby proving that it’s not a figment of our imaginations), and then go to lunch.

I thought about that for a moment then grimaced. What if the bookstore didn’t have my book?

Attempt no 2: We’ll all go for lunch at Mom’s favourite place. The little Asian restaurant squeezed in between Mac’s milk and the drycleaners. Sits less than 40. No tablecloths. And booths with vinyl seats.

Big. Happy. Smile.raymond

So, here’s Raymond from my favourite place. I’m not sure if he’s part owner or he works there. But he’s always been the person to serve us and over time, he’s grown used to me and my family. He knows that we eat fast (like a cloud of locusts zooming in on a grain field), and that there will be many mock battles. And we might be a little loud as we figure out the all-you-can eat menu. (My son always figures he’s hungrier than he is). And I might say something inappropriate to Raymond. (Mom, must you?)

But Raymond looks like he’s happy. Doesn’t he?

So, next time someone asks about the event, I’ll just say that it was swell. It lasted under an hour, and was witnessed by Raymond and five other people who were totally oblivious to the fact they were attending the book launch for THE TROUBLE WITH FATE:-)cheers

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

7 Comments

  • John Ross Barnes
    Posted December 26, 2012 at 9:09 pm | Permalink

    Awe, that is so adorable. I think I can relate to your feelings.

    • Leigh Evans
      Posted December 26, 2012 at 9:10 pm | Permalink

      You too, huh?

  • Posted December 26, 2012 at 9:21 pm | Permalink

    Baby steps, my dear. I’m proud of you for doing it at all!!

    Hugs,
    Ker

  • Posted December 27, 2012 at 1:24 pm | Permalink

    I don’t blame you. It was sweet of the kids and just perfect. If I’m ever lucky enough to have a launch, it’ll probably be along those lines. I plan on saving the bookstore hunt just for me because, yanno, then no one gets embarrassed but me when I can’t find it. ;-)

    • Leigh Evans
      Posted December 29, 2012 at 6:24 pm | Permalink

      Thanks, Astrea:-)

  • Posted December 28, 2012 at 1:58 pm | Permalink

    I agree. It seems weird to ask people to listen to you read instead of them asking you to read. You can’t tell if they’re listening or if they are interested beside trying to support you.

    • Leigh Evans
      Posted December 29, 2012 at 6:25 pm | Permalink

      Thanks for commenting, Dorian. It’s nice to connect with people who read my blogs:-)

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