Lisa Yee (![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} lisayee) wrote,@ 2007-10-01 01:26:00 |
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Mysterious Case of the Author Switcheroo
This past weekend was full of beauty/panic/mistaken identity, although not all at once.
The beauty part is this . . . I signed books at the South Pasadena Chinese American Club Moon Festival for four hours. It was a steady flow and in addition to signing a lot of copies of MILLIE, STANFORD, and EMILY . . .
(Above: Spokesmodel/talented dude Dan Santat with books.)
. . . we also sold out of GOOD LUCK, IVY.
(Above: Beautiful Miss Chinatown, princesses, Ivy and Peepy.)
The next day it was onto the West Hollywood Book Fair. I was on a panel with fellow LAYAs (Los Angeles Young Adult Authors) Cecil Castellucci, Mark London Williams, Amy Goldman Koss and Kerry Madden. It was moderated by the spokesmodel/author Sally Nemeth.
Anyway, the panel went great. Sally asked great questions. The audience asked great questions. The panel gave great answers. All was great. Until it was time for the book signing. I get to my place and HOORAY there are THOUSANDS of books for me to sign. Only . . .
. . . instead of "Lisa YEE" books, they were "Lisa SEE" books!!!
Yep. They had confused me with another Lisa author. This has happened before. One time I was speaking here and a woman came to hear Lisa SEE. She (the woman, not Lisa See) happened to be sitting next to my dad, who convinced her to stay anyway.
Another time, I was with the very Newbery-esque Cynthia Kadohata at a bookstore. When I whipped out my credit card, the bookseller cried, "Oh! You're that famous author." I blushed and murmured modest things, when she continued, "You're Lisa See!"
(Cynthia then tried to explain to her that I was an author, too, but everyone just ended up turning various shades of red.)
Well, for the record, here's author Lisa See . . .
And here's author Lisa Yee . . .
And here's author Lisa Yee with author Lisa See's books . . .
Finally, the panic part of this blog. There was a question as to whether or not I would get my my final draft of DEFINITELY MAYBE done by Sunday at 11:59 p.m. (My editors had said, "at the end of the month," so I sorta pushed it to the limit.) This was harder than I thought it would be since I had had a SERIOUS MISHAP .
I am happy to report I made my deadline!
In honor of anyone who has ever wiped out their manuscripts, accidentally deleted, forgotten to backup their documents, or can remember what a typewriter is, this one's for you . . .
Okay. Me editing this blog. I swear! There was a YOUTUBE clip of someone typing as an orchestra played behind him. And the typewriter accompanied the musicians!!! Really. And then POOF! This morning it disappears. (If it reappears, ignore this.)
This past weekend was full of beauty/panic/mistaken identity, although not all at once.
The beauty part is this . . . I signed books at the South Pasadena Chinese American Club Moon Festival for four hours. It was a steady flow and in addition to signing a lot of copies of MILLIE, STANFORD, and EMILY . . .
(Above: Spokesmodel/talented dude Dan Santat with books.)
. . . we also sold out of GOOD LUCK, IVY.
(Above: Beautiful Miss Chinatown, princesses, Ivy and Peepy.)
The next day it was onto the West Hollywood Book Fair. I was on a panel with fellow LAYAs (Los Angeles Young Adult Authors) Cecil Castellucci, Mark London Williams, Amy Goldman Koss and Kerry Madden. It was moderated by the spokesmodel/author Sally Nemeth.
Anyway, the panel went great. Sally asked great questions. The audience asked great questions. The panel gave great answers. All was great. Until it was time for the book signing. I get to my place and HOORAY there are THOUSANDS of books for me to sign. Only . . .
. . . instead of "Lisa YEE" books, they were "Lisa SEE" books!!!
Yep. They had confused me with another Lisa author. This has happened before. One time I was speaking here and a woman came to hear Lisa SEE. She (the woman, not Lisa See) happened to be sitting next to my dad, who convinced her to stay anyway.
Another time, I was with the very Newbery-esque Cynthia Kadohata at a bookstore. When I whipped out my credit card, the bookseller cried, "Oh! You're that famous author." I blushed and murmured modest things, when she continued, "You're Lisa See!"
(Cynthia then tried to explain to her that I was an author, too, but everyone just ended up turning various shades of red.)
Well, for the record, here's author Lisa See . . .
And here's author Lisa Yee . . .
And here's author Lisa Yee with author Lisa See's books . . .
Finally, the panic part of this blog. There was a question as to whether or not I would get my my final draft of DEFINITELY MAYBE done by Sunday at 11:59 p.m. (My editors had said, "at the end of the month," so I sorta pushed it to the limit.) This was harder than I thought it would be since I had had a SERIOUS MISHAP .
I am happy to report I made my deadline!
In honor of anyone who has ever wiped out their manuscripts, accidentally deleted, forgotten to backup their documents, or can remember what a typewriter is, this one's for you . . .
Okay. Me editing this blog. I swear! There was a YOUTUBE clip of someone typing as an orchestra played behind him. And the typewriter accompanied the musicians!!! Really. And then POOF! This morning it disappears. (If it reappears, ignore this.)
