There are some people who can make the simplest, most fun task seem like a chore. I don't think I'm one of those people, but after I tell you my problem you may not agree. When I started this blog I said I was going to chronicle my journey toward publication. Several days ago, right here in this blog, I celebrated the fact that the ARCs for Never Slow Dance With A Zombie were in, and that I was asked by my publisher to sign 11 copies.
I sat down over the weekend about to sign a copy for a fellow blogger and stopped cold. Where do I sign? I went through the few autographed books I own and discovered there doesn't seem to be a dedicated spot. Some signed the inside cover. One signed the back of the book jacket. I think the most popular place is the inside page with the title. My book has three such panels: two with just the title, and sandwiched between those is one with the title, my name and the publisher.
Which do I sign?
I know it's a silly problem. But one I am taking quite seriously. I want to get this right. So, yesterday I went to the local Barnes and Nobel (It was open on Easter Sunday) to further investigate. I thought I'd leave the store with a feeling of security. I thought there would be tons of autographed books available and I would see a pattern. No such luck. I left as confused as when I arrived.
So here I sit, pen at the ready, going back and forth over three pages. I feel like a contestant on Let's Make A Deal... is it behind door number one, door number two, or curtain number three. Pick the right one, and I'm a hero. Pick the wrong one and I've got seven cans of Vienna sausage. I will let you know what I decide. Hope I'm right.