I love that buffistas are moving stuff around on bookstore shelves to give buffista authors some more space and exposure. LOVE.
The local B&N only had two copies of Amy's book. I bought one. Room Service had a good spot, just to the left of Julie Garwood (and the first author on that particular shelf -- about waist high), but it was spine out. Garwood's a shelf hogger, so I took one of Garwood's books, put it behind Amy's and faced Amy's forward. Sorry Julie Garwood. You'll live.
The local B&N had five copies of Will the Vampire People Please Leave the Lobby; they were all in the humor section. I left one in humor section, bought one, put one on the humor endcap in a conveniently empty space, and put two on the first table of new releases -- closest to the entrance. I forgot my camera because I'm lame. I did pimp the book to my cashier, though. She took the subtitle too literally, saying, "Cult fandom," as though it were a book about fans of cults. I explained, said the author was my friend and didn't love the subtitle, either. I also told her it was hilarious, a good read, and that she should read and recommend it to people. She wanted to know if it was for adults or kids. I told her it was definitely for adults. She look pleased and intrigued.
I started reading it this afternoon, before I took a nap. I figured I'd devour it, because that's what I do, and I've been waiting so long. Instead, I find myself savoring each page, and just having a little at a time, like it's really good fudge.
The best part of the day was the look on my son's face when he asked why we were going to the book store, and I said, "Because two of my friends have books there that I want to buy."
"You mean, like, they wrote them?"
"Yep."
His face came all over with the trying-not-to-smile smile he usually reserves for girls he "doesn't" like. He's so impressed. Unfortunately, I can't let him read the books, 'cause y'all are dirty old women, and he's just an innocent 11 year old boy.