I went to a reading recently and enjoyed what the author had to say for the most part. She was eloquent and her new book sounded interesting.
But then the Q&A started. And it was horrible.
All of the wrong questions were asked.
I, being a very mature male, covered up my ears and put my head between my legs, leaning down as far in my seat as I could. The whole event had turned into a cringe-worthy farcical charade. I felt bad for the author who had to answer these questions genuinely and sincerely. She was more mature than me, that’s for sure.
Yesterday, I covered those bad, horrible questions. Instead of ruining a reading with those, the authors would appreciate if you asked something like these instead.