So at 8:30am I trudged up the back entrance of the hotel and into the ballroom where people were setting up their tables with jewelry, clothes, more jewelry, baked goods, jewelry etc. I found my table and began setting up shop. A few tables away the other author had set up a huge standee, well over six feet, could have possibly been eight, advertising her many accomplishments and reviews. One thought kept looping over and over in my head: David Seow, you're a big fat loser; no one's going to look at your books. I glanced to the other corner and where there was a wine table and pondered if it would be a tad early to start drinking. Yes, I'm allergic to alcohol, but I figured it would be less painful than this experience.
What I actually needed was a soda so I tried ordering a coke but I ending up spitting out the strawberry cupcake I was eating when I saw the hotel was charging $ 5:00+++ for a glass. Heck the table cost $380, so there was no way I would pay 5:00 bucks for a glass of coke, half of which would be filled with ice. So parched as I was for a soda, I decided to quench my thirst with regular ice water.
To my right was a local group promoting their tarot card reading biz and such. I wonder how accurate their tarot readings actually are, because if they had known how the fair would have turned out, they may not have booked a table in the first place.
To Be Continued...