Tuesday, November 3, 2009
Wow, it was some party at the Tattered Cover Bookstore in Denver last night. Hundreds of people showed up for Ree Drummond's, Confessions of a Pioneer Woman, book signing. She is lovely and gracious, and just as delightful in person as she is on her blog.
Kathy and I met at about 5:00 to have dinner at the restaurant next door. It was fairly empty when we got there, but gradually filled up with tables of two to four to eight women at each. We decided they must all be bloggers, there to see PW. We picked one lady out of a group, with a pink jacket, and decided to watch for her at the book signing.
The event was scheduled for 7:30. At about 6:00 we decided to get some coffee at the bookstore. We walked by the room where the book signing was to be and it was already filling up! So we grabbed a couple of chairs and were lucky enough to squeeze in the second row. In no time the room was packed and overflowing, with more people standing than sitting. I met a new friend, Bonnie, whose sister has a blog.
At 7:00, with little fanfare, Ree walked out to the podium to a very enthusiastic and welcoming crowd. Her mother-in-law and Missy were there, too. The applause continued for a bit and Ree was smiling and very gracious and smiling. She stepped to the podium and spoke for a few minutes and then said she was just going to take questions, admitting that public speaking is not her strong point, although I thought she seemed very poised. For the next 20 minutes, she took questions from the audience, mostly things that we've all read about on her blog, but it was fun to hear from her about it first hand.
Her favorite part of book store appearances is signing her books and it was obvious that she enjoys it, because she took her time with each person who went up and chatted easily, asking questions. She and Kathy were soon discussing a recipe for Kathy's manicotti, and when I told her I'd made the enchiladas in the cookbook, she wanted to talk about how to adjust the spiciness. I think she could have sat there all night, talking to people. She probably did, because the line was a mile long when we left.
We wondered what happened to the lady in the pink jacket, if she ever got her book signed!