This week, the husband turned the tables on me and asked me to come with him to a book signing. What? My husband doesn't even read! Whose signing could he possibly want to attend?
Oh. WWE wrestling star Chris Jericho, that's who.
I try every now and then to be a good wife, so I went along. Chris Jericho has a much bigger fan base than the various YA authors whose signings I usually attend, so it had all of these things I wasn't used to. Lines. Wristbands. Waiting. Lots of waiting. The husband waited in the same spot (the blue wristband section...aka the last group) for about an hour (while I sat in a chair in the corner chatting with writing peeps on my computer) before his line even moved. Yikes.
I'm used to my signings having a reading and a Q&A and all that, but there were so many fans there, it just wasn't possible. They just shuffled everyone through the line, let them talk briefly with Chris while he signed, and then let them snap a quick picture.
You KNOW I had to get a pic. I'm down for pretty much any photo op.
I have to protect the husband's anonymity. But, yes, he is very tan.
Chris was VERY nice. He was in a great mood for having been signing for well over an hour. He joked with the crowd and chatted with the husband when we came up to him. I'm not sure why he was wearing sunglasses or a sparkly scarf, but hey, he's the one with a book on the NY Times bestseller list, so what do I know?
This wasn't my normal book event, but it was still entertaining. Lots of great people watching, another signed book to add to the collection, and it made the husband happy, so I call the whole thing a win. I'm just glad to have a few actual YA signings coming up on the calendar. I need to get back in my comfort zone.
Have you been to any book events lately?