Tonight I did an over-the-phone interview with a reporter from a regional newspaper. I've done phone interviews before but it's been awhile. A long while. The reporter was a woman. Quite lovely. Smart and funny. The newspaper, CERISE, a premier newspaper for the women of South Jersey is the perfect venue for me and my books. A primo promo opp. I was prepared. She was experienced. No reason to be nervous.
You read/hear so much advice on what to say and not to say during an interview. So, unfortunately, I was a little self-conscious. Even though she was lovely.
Certain bullet points kept bombarding my brain.
Mention sales statistics regarding romantic fiction.
Mention your publishers. Your book titles.
Mention the Atlantic County Library system (my day gig employers) as they arranged the interview and, hey, they deserve some nifty PR.
Luckily this reporter never made me feel as though I had to defend romantic fiction. She seemed genuinely interested in my work, no matter the genre. She's coming to my booksigning on Sunday (day after tommorrow) to take pictures.
I worry, of course, that I sounded like a half-witted goober. Anxious for the article. I'll let you know the outcome.
When all is said and done, I was myself. What is, is. Have you ever been interviewes for any reason? How did it go?