Many, many, years ago my best friend and I were excited to hear that one of our favorite authors was coming to a local book store for a signing. We were ecstatic and carefully chose which tattered and worn out books we each would bring to have signed and what we might say to someone we held in such high regard (If I remember correctly I brought Homeland :) ).
Anyways the day finally came and my friend and I waited in line. We had shown up early but were still no where near the earliest to arrive, and so we waited eagerly. We couldn't believe we would get to meet the author of some of our favorite books. We began reminiscing about and retelling our favorite fantasy and sci-fi stories in order to pass the time, arguing minutia and speculating on the futures of our favorite characters.
I don't remember what discussion got me so riled up, but I do remember telling the story of chewbacca's death. It was emotional and I was ranting. I was acting it out with gestures and voices and posing for effect. As I reach the climax of my story I stood feet spread roaring and shaking my fist in defiance of the falling moon (or the ceiling in this case lol), and as my roar died I realized there was silence. I looked to my friend and he was staring ahead of us in silent terror. I followed his line of sight and realized for the first time that we had progressed almost to the front of the line. And that what was left of that line had stopped everything they were doing to stare at me. That the line had parted and that R.A. SALVATORE was staring at me. My heart lept into my throat.
"That was a really emotional time for me. I would prefer we didn't talk about it" he said to me. I was mortified. The situation had spun so far out of my control. This is not how I wanted this conversation to go! I panicked. My teenage mind froze and reacted the only way it really knew how.
"OH I get it. We can only talk about YOUR books I guess." I replied sarcastically, laughing to myself and looking at my friend for support. He wasn't laughing. He was looking at me the way I would imagine one looks at someone explaining with conviction how the sun revolves around the earth, which is flat and they know they are right because if it was round you would fall off it.
"That WAS one of my books." He replied matter-of factually.
The shame of it all dawned on me. That for some reason in that moment my mind had equated R.A. Salvatore to the Drizzt books, and forgot that you had written all those other amazing books. I was heart-broken, and embarrassed and I just wanted to crawl under a rock and die. I walked silently through the line without looking at anyone, got my book signed and left with the tattered remnants of my dignity.
Looking back on it, I laugh at my socially awkward and insecure youth. I still tell this story every so often to friends and family for a little bit of self-deprecating humor. And I just wanted to apologize for making a fool out of myself and to thank you for bringing a little life and adventure to my youth. (Also all quotes are just remembered to the best of my ability. It's been a long time! lol)
TL/DR; Most embarrassing moment of my life, I love your books! Thank you for being so awesome
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So I'm here to apologize.
But first a story.
Many, many, years ago my best friend and I were excited to hear that one of our favorite authors was coming to a local book store for a signing. We were ecstatic and carefully chose which tattered and worn out books we each would bring to have signed and what we might say to someone we held in such high regard (If I remember correctly I brought Homeland :) ).
Anyways the day finally came and my friend and I waited in line. We had shown up early but were still no where near the earliest to arrive, and so we waited eagerly. We couldn't believe we would get to meet the author of some of our favorite books. We began reminiscing about and retelling our favorite fantasy and sci-fi stories in order to pass the time, arguing minutia and speculating on the futures of our favorite characters.
I don't remember what discussion got me so riled up, but I do remember telling the story of chewbacca's death. It was emotional and I was ranting. I was acting it out with gestures and voices and posing for effect. As I reach the climax of my story I stood feet spread roaring and shaking my fist in defiance of the falling moon (or the ceiling in this case lol), and as my roar died I realized there was silence. I looked to my friend and he was staring ahead of us in silent terror. I followed his line of sight and realized for the first time that we had progressed almost to the front of the line. And that what was left of that line had stopped everything they were doing to stare at me. That the line had parted and that R.A. SALVATORE was staring at me. My heart lept into my throat.
"That was a really emotional time for me. I would prefer we didn't talk about it" he said to me. I was mortified. The situation had spun so far out of my control. This is not how I wanted this conversation to go! I panicked. My teenage mind froze and reacted the only way it really knew how.
"OH I get it. We can only talk about YOUR books I guess." I replied sarcastically, laughing to myself and looking at my friend for support. He wasn't laughing. He was looking at me the way I would imagine one looks at someone explaining with conviction how the sun revolves around the earth, which is flat and they know they are right because if it was round you would fall off it.
"That WAS one of my books." He replied matter-of factually.
The shame of it all dawned on me. That for some reason in that moment my mind had equated R.A. Salvatore to the Drizzt books, and forgot that you had written all those other amazing books. I was heart-broken, and embarrassed and I just wanted to crawl under a rock and die. I walked silently through the line without looking at anyone, got my book signed and left with the tattered remnants of my dignity.
Looking back on it, I laugh at my socially awkward and insecure youth. I still tell this story every so often to friends and family for a little bit of self-deprecating humor. And I just wanted to apologize for making a fool out of myself and to thank you for bringing a little life and adventure to my youth. (Also all quotes are just remembered to the best of my ability. It's been a long time! lol)
TL/DR; Most embarrassing moment of my life, I love your books! Thank you for being so awesome
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