Evidently, the day before Mother's Day is not a good one to sell and autograph romance books. I was scheduled--along with three other authors--to do a booksigning at a bookstore in northern New Jersey. When I arrived, the store did not have any of my books. I had some in the car, which I put on the table, but it didn't matter. I did not sell a single book.
Of the three other authors that were supposed to be there, two showed up. They sold a total of three books.
Not many people were in the store. It was a glorious day outside. If I had been at home, I would have done some gardening. I suspect that is what many people were doing.
Previous to this fiasco, I thought my worst booksigning was in a small bookstore where the road outside the store was being repaved the night of the booksigning. Not many people came into the store--but even that night, I sold some books.
Make me feel good. Tell me your worst booksigning experience.