This post comes to you from the National Pastors Conference in San Diego. I'm here volunteering with the InterVarsity Press delegation. I met with my marketing liaison this morning and will be meeting with my editor on Thursday, and the rest of the week I'm the "shmoozing introvert." Now that I have moved from the writing stage into the marketing stage of my book, the irony of the process is becoming palpable. I spent a couple of years thinking, researching in libraries, writing in my study and in coffee shops and in hotels, all roles that came very natural for an introvert such as myself. Whereas many of my extroverted friends have struggled and despaired through the writing process, I relished it.
Yet now my role switches and the expectations on me are very extroverted. I'm in very chatty circles meeting strangers, talking constantly, working the room, and trying to conjure the nerve to approach some big names to ask for endorsements. While I'm actually fairly skilled at this sort of thing, it's not the most natural or appealing environment. I went to bed last night at 9:45 because I was so exhausted from the social demands of the day, and I know my energy will wane as the week goes on. However, I'm finding it very easy to introduce and talk about my book. It's true that when introverts have thought a lot about a particular topic, we can go on about it for quite a while. My expertise in this area, as well as my very clear goals for socializing, make it easier and much more enjoyable.