Advice About Conventions

Back in August, I participated in my very first ComicCon! Ever since I self-published my first novel (check out Call Me Anastasia!), I’d wanted to sell my work at a convention. After reading some blog posts about conventions, and speaking to a few indie authors at Florida SuperCon, I made sure I was completely prepared.

What I forgot:

FOOD. Bring some food with you, outside of granola bars. It’s a long day and unless you have someone along with you that can go get you something, you’re going to be starving.

Plan raffles and giveaways beforehand, so you don’t look like a putz scrambling around. I found I garnered a crowd by offering a free copy of my book at two separate times throughout the day. It made people stop and look at my booth. Plus, everyone that entered gave me their email, which will come in handy when I eventually get my mailing list together. Those people could turn into your trusted followers! Keep track of them.

Have a grab-bag of things to write inside peoples’ books when they ask you to sign them, again, so you don’t look like a mindless putz. Ideas: “I hope you enjoy!” or “Keep writing!” or something that pertains to the content of your novel.

I had someone ask me who I was and what I was selling. They didn’t realize I was an author, and my name wasn’t visible on my banners, as they were behind my table. Some conventions will provide you with a banner, showcasing that you’re an author. If not, be sure to put it up yourself. That way, when people walk by, they know exactly who you are.

What I did:

I made sure I packed all my books, and got my banners and accoutrements packed in the car beforehand. 

I made myself a thermos of coffee and a bottle of water. Though the convention was only one day, I knew standing, smiling, and conversing with people all day would be exhausting. And I brought my author mug, which earned me a couple chuckles.

If you have a special tablecloth or something, make sure you iron it beforehand. There’s nothing worse than a creased tablecloth. It makes your display look hastily thrown together and not professional. Same goes for your banners. Make sure they’re not wrinkled.

Bring some knickknacks to decorate your table—as long as you have the room. Don’t crowd your table, but also don’t make it cluttered. There’s a fine middle ground.

Make sure you have a “booth babe” or someone with you so you can escape—I mean, use the restroom in peace. Same goes for eating breaks. Plus, these people tend to help sell your books, and can attest to the quality/relate to the potential readers.

Order some jazzy book stands and make your display look nice and neat. Need some inspiration? Check out indie authors’ instagrams. They usually post photos of their booths online. And because they’ve done it before you, they know what works and doesn’t work.

I was told that as a vendor, you should never sit during a convention. You need to be extroverted and open to draw people in. If you sit, or seem like you’re closed off, people will treat you as such. Therefore, wear some comfortable shoes and hunker down for the long haul.

Greet EVERYONE. It can get tedious after a while, especially when the same four people continuously walk past you. However, a guy told other people that I was the nicest person at the convention, which drew in customers. I also had a young woman tell me that she finally stopped at my booth because I greeted her and complimented her on her shirt. It costs nothing to be kind.

Overall, it was a great first convention. I really connected with some great people, and I earned some loyal readers. Plus, three months later, someone recognized me by one of my books, remembering me from the convention!

The worst Thanksgiving dish you ever had.

I wrinkled my nose, turning around on the couch.
My cousin frowned. "What's that smell?"
My aunt came around the corner, carrying a casserole dish. The top was covered with tinfoil, but steam still escaped from the crevices.
"I tried something new!" she chirped. "You all have to try it."
Reluctantly, my cousin and I approached the buffet. The offensive casserole sat nestled between the meatloaf and salad, its stink wafting through the living room. As my aunt lifted the tinfoil, I saw it. This mushy, amorphous, gray-green blob, stuffed into a rather unfortunate paisley dish. Wrinkled, once-crisp onions were sprinkled on the top, sticking haphazardly from cracks in the surface of the casserole. When my aunt shoved a serving spoon into the center, it pitifully sank to one side with a sickening squelching sound.
"Dear God," said my cousin. "What is that?"
My aunt grinned. "A new recipe for green bean casserole. Doesn't it look delicious?"
"It looks like dog crap."
Slowly, I spooned a bit of the casserole onto my plate. It plopped from the spoon, sliding along the plastic plate like mud. The mixture of the onions, and whatever the gray stuff was, wafted upwards and I resisted the urge to gag. Holding my breath, I took a bite.
It was slimy, like worms slithering down my throat, and it tasted like someone had melted marshmallows over rotten onions. I almost couldn't swallow it. As it was, I took a swig of juice.
My aunt stared at me with hopeful eyes. "Well? How is it?"
I grimaced. "So good."
"I'm glad you like it! I'll make sure to send some home with you, baby doll."
My cousin conspiratorially whispered, "It'll never end."
Then, with my aunt still grinning up at me, I took another bite.

Friday Blogs

Happy Friday!

The best day of the week, in my opinion, will be a little different from the rest of the blog topics. A few years back I got this nifty little book full of writing prompts. And now you, my dear readers, get to, well, read them.

Each week, I'll post a different prompt and my response to it. Feel free to write a story of your own and send it to me via the contact page! I'm still building my website and working out the kinks, but I do hope to be able to post your prompt responses here, too.

As always, happy reading and writing! And have an epic weekend!

Kristana: Goddess of Creation

The Great Goddess of Creation formed from particles of air and water vapor, swirling into existence like a sigh. She is said to be resplendent, with long red hair, though none that have seen her face can really describe it.

Her first act was to create the rivers and lakes, the trees and mountains, in preparation for the life that was to come--though her greatest achievements are the four elemental lakes in the royal city of Sehir. When the realms were created as we know them today, she wanted to bring beauty to the new land, and put a little bit of herself into its creation.

She is best known for the lakes, and many people go to them to worship her. Her special holiday is Urozay, the harvest celebration, where people thank her for her beautiful creations.

Her direct descendants are the bakers and artists, those that create from nothing. They are said to have inherited her imagination and whimsy, and are known for having inspiration strike close to Urozay. She takes great pride in her creations, and those works that are created in her honor.

Those that have had the pleasure of meeting the Goddess of Creation have said that she is merciful and kind, but radiates an inner strength that is commendable.


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Princess Anastasia Piliar's life takes a sudden turn when she is unceremoniously reunited with her home world after ten years. There, she must reacquaint herself with her people, her world, and the magic that surrounds them.

But war is brewing. The magical protections around the royal city are being pushed to their limits. The monstrous beasts that murdered Anastasia's grandparents, and caused her family to flee, have returned and are wreaking havoc on the realms.

There is a tremendous power inside Anastasia, which could be the key to saving the realms.

If only she understood what it was.

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