Beda April 14:Introduction

My second story of meeting and author is much more plausible (seeing as how I was there and know it happened.) also it is much more anti climactic.
When I was 19 I was just getting into author websites one of the first ones I checked out was Meg Cabot’s because, obviously Meg Cabot come on why would you not look that up? But I looked on there and saw that she was doing a book tour and that within a few weeks she would be in Ann Arbor which was right down the street from where my apartment had been (I had only just dropped out of Eastern at this point) and was maybe a 40 minute drive from my house, if traffic was bad. So I asked my best friend if she wanted to go and like she usually does with things that I care about which she has no idea about she said she didn’t really want to go, so I turned to my other friend Amber (she wasn’t my second choice I was going to call her anyway she was the one that first told me about Meg Cabot and introduced me to my favorite series my her) of I think when I told her she actually screamed. Then seeing as how neither Amber or I had our driver’s licenses yet we coerced my boyfriend at the time Adam to take us. The day arrived and Adam and I started the trek by driving 40 minutes in the opposite direction of Ann Arbor to pick up Amber who was living with an English teacher from our high school (It sounds weird but it was a good thing, although I think it was technically kidnap since Amber was 17, anyway sorry different story just know that Amber’s parents were abusive and it was a good thing.) We got to Mrs. Pearson’s house and she was smiling like only an English teacher can when she sees students actually into books. (According to Amber when she showed off her signed book Mrs. Pearson actually hugged her.) The three of us then got back into Adam’s car and drove to Ann Arbor. We got to the Borders where Meg Cabot was and instantly knew where we needed to be, a big crowd was gathered around a tiny seating area. Why would the Borders people think that Meg freaking Cabot would only need 20 chairs? Anyway it wasn’t long before some employee came out and introduced Meg Cabot. Amber, Adam and I were stuck near the back of the crowd but we could still see just fine. Meg talked about how she got into writing and about how she met her husband and about how if it weren’t for him she wouldn’t be writing. It was awesome just to hear her talk about everything. Then she answered some questions, I don’t remember exactly what all of them were I know several of them were “Are you going to write another book from (enter series name here)?” At one point she called on Amber and seeing as how we hadn’t thought to think up the best questions ever she asked if there was going to be another book from the mediator series. Sadly Meg Cabot said no although she did give good reason’s why. I think that if he just tried a little she could come up with another good mediator book but whatever, it was getting a little silly by the end. After the Q and A we all had to line up and snake around the store so that she could sign our books. Amber and I ended up at the middle front of the line. We got closer and closer and I got more and more nervous. Finally we got to the front. Amber went first and chatted with Meg a little bit and then got a picture with her and moved on. Then I stepped up…and totally froze. I sort of shoved my book at her with a terrified half smile. She gave me a giant smile and said “Oh is this for you?” I can’t remember my exact reaction but I think I sort of mumbled a yes. Then she handed me back my book and a sort of wandered away. I should have had a picture with her and I should have been able to say more then just yes, but what can you do I am afraid of people and she was someone that I basically worshiped for so long and to finally meet her, of course I froze. Next time she does a tour and comes anywhere near here I will meet her again and I will make a better impression and I will get her to sign my Jenny Carroll books because those are my favorites.
So that is the anticlimactic story of me meet Meg Cabot I’m glad I went and am still so excited that I actually met her and that she was a nice as I always imagined her to be. Plus I learned that I never want to freeze up when meeting an author again.
I don’t think I’m going to have a blog up tomorrow. I have a giant paper due on Friday which I have yet to start so I will probably be working on that all tomorrow unless it magically just flows from my fingers, which sounds like wishful thinking but I have had it happen before. Usually with blogs but it has happened for school. I don’t think that it will happen tomorrow since I hate this paper and we already had to turn in a first draft for it which he just put giant x’s through and said the whole thing was irrelevant so I’m not exactly feeling like trying really hard. But I will get it done and I will be as awesome as I can make it. I just don’t think that I will be able to blog tomorrow. Maybe I’ll just post my paper that way I won’t miss more days then I already have.