Archive for the ‘Book Signings’ Category

Destination: Austin Author Affair…In Soon-To-Be Invaded Texas

Monday, May 25th, 2015

Some things just don’t mix, then there are things only reputed not to mix. Or sometimes they just don’t. But then sometimes they do. It really depends on the situation, I think, and who your highly paid European chef or barely legal bartender are. As for other situations, I’ve been told that M/M authors and M/F authors don’t always mix, so I was just the tiniest bit hesitant going into this past weekend’s Austin Author Affair. Fifty authors were invited to sign and of those, there were perhaps 6 or 7 of us who wrote M/M. What’s a cute lad with a gorgeous half Chinese husband to think of that ratio? Fortunately, I didn’t have to think about it much at all because it was, in a word, awesome!

We Came, We Got Tan & We Signed Books: Palm Springs Pride 2013

Tuesday, November 5th, 2013

I’ve attended Palm Springs Pride three times in previous years. It started when I contacted Q Trading and asked about setting up a signing in their store if they did indeed do signings. The owner, Rick, suggested that I come out for their Pride Fest because he had an Author’s Village at the main event where authors could sign throughout the day and mingle with attendees. My husband and I thought we’d give it a shot and see what it was like. Palm Springs quickly became our one romantic getaway for three years and we loved each and every one. Unfortunately, because I haven’t had anything new out until this year, we took two years off.

So when an e-mail from Rick appeared asking if I’d like to attend (he was carrying copies of Butt Pirates In Space in the store), the hubby and I shouted out an enthusiastic “YES!” And this time…I invited some friends.

Author Trek: The Motion West Hollywood Book Fair

Thursday, October 6th, 2011

My good friend, fellow author…and self-professed cougar…GA Hauser, shared her thoughts this past Monday on the West Hollywood Book Fair we attended together over the weekend.  There just wasn’t enough foul language for my taste, so I thought I’d expand on it a bit and share a few more humorous moments that came out of the event.

Telling Stories Out Of School About the West Hollywood Signing

Thursday, August 18th, 2011

I’d planned on dishing a bit more than I did in Monday’s blog post about the weekend in West Hollywood.  After all, it wasn’t all work.  Mostly, but not all.  Just, you know…mostly…because that’s what authors do when they aren’t at home.  They…uh…we work.  Sometimes we even have to forage for our own food.  True, it’s when the staff is away on holiday or when they call in sick or they’re on strike, but we still do have to do it.  Anyway, there were some things that happened before and after the signing at Book Soup that were quite amusing.

Big Trouble In Little LA (With A Funloving, Psychotic Redhead)

Monday, August 15th, 2011

Book signings are a funny animal.  They really are.  I’ve done a number of them since the first version of A Funny Thing Happened on the Way to My Sexual Orientation came out and each one continues to be a unique experience.  This time around, though, the lovely GA Hauser arranged the event–at Book Soup in West Hollywood–which meant she dealt with the majority of the headaches and stress involved in such a venture.  I merely stepped in once or twice with what we’ll call “bookstore relations”.  Oh, and dealing a with psychotic redhead, but more on nutty little diva authorette Patricia Logan in a bit.

Frankie Says READ (Cuz Authors Need Places To Sign Books)

Monday, July 18th, 2011

I started this morning off popping in an old unmarked VHS tape I recently came across that turned out to be episodes of VH1 Bands Reunited.  Does anybody else think host Aamer Haleem comes across as a complete tool?  Seriously, the guy’s a tool on the show.  Anyway, beyond that, I did a book signing in Milwaukee for Gaylias: Operation Thunderspell this past weekend and you won’t believe how the trip started even before I left Detroit.  Leave it to TSA…

Move Over King Tut. It’s Time For The Kage Alan Curse!

Monday, April 25th, 2011

Naughty folks like myself are running out of places to work our trade.  No, no.  Wrong trade.  Not that authors who happen to be gay and feature gay characters in our books have had tremendous luck getting into mainstream bookstores, but still, there have been some.  Doesn’t it just figure, too, that the one Borders that carried my books, the same store I’ve signed at four times, is the one closest to Boystown in Chicago and they’re closing if they haven’t closed already?  Come to think of it, the majority of the stores I’ve signed at are gone.  It reminds me of when I came out.  Anybody I told within a few months ended up coming out, too, or had a relative who did.

This could be the Kage Alan Curse!

When It All Goes Right Over A Weekend

Monday, April 11th, 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…

New York Didn’t Sleep…And I Didn’t Much Either (Part II)

Thursday, March 31st, 2011

Pookie and I had such high hopes for Saturday morning.  We were going to get up early, go out for a gourmet breakfast, enjoy the sunrise…or celebrate that the sun was already up and then part ways for several hours.  He was off to do some shopping, eat some nibbles, take in some sightseeing, mingle with friends and I was off to be charming and work my trade at the Rainbow Book Fair.  I walked 15 blocks.  He took the subway.  Little shit.

New York Never Sleeps, But I Do (Part 1)

Monday, March 28th, 2011

It gets to be the little things when you get to my age. Things like going through security at the airport and waiting behind people who act like they’ve never done this before just irk the hell out of me. “Oh, I’m not allowed to take water through?” Yeah, it’s kinda on all those signs around you, dipshit. “Why do I have to take my shoes off?” Really? Come on. And then they have to collect everything they feel they were forced to unpack to go through the X-ray machine, which just gives them more to whine about. So, after something like that, I usually tend to enjoy sitting down for a quick overpriced meal to calm the nerves. My selection at Detroit Metro; Chili’s. Waiting time to get in; 30 seconds. Capacity level; less than half. Time for food to appear on table; 35 minutes. GRRRRRR…