Attending a science fiction convention while promoting something is a bit different from just hanging around for fun. For one thing I was lugging around my carrying case, just in case I needed to whip out a copies of my books. And I was constantly checking the Freebie tables to replenish the advertising cards I’d made for Emperor Dad.
But this was a good-sized convention, and Saturday it was getting a little crowded. I wore the button I had made in the dealer room. (Buttons by Bouchard scanned in my advertising card and made a couple of buttons for me. Today, I ordered four more.)
While I have been ill-prepared in some ways, not being ready to make deals and expand my infant commercial enterprise into Illinois, I have done a lot of talking to other authors and micropublishers that were farther up the learning tree than I am. I’m getting a lot of ideas about what works, and what doesn’t — and what I’ve already done wrong.
I’m really looking forward to next weekend in Armadillocon where I can buttonhole the book experts (you know who you are) and ask all the difficult questions.