oh, but what ever will i wear!?
So I haven't posted in a while because my every waking moment has been consumed by everything else, namely the fab news that I have been invited to attend the SCBA Authors Feast and Trade Show in LA later this month!!! At the Biltmore. The Biltmore! With fancy famous real-live writers -- and, apparently, me! I'm even on the schedule for autographing books -- right after the luncheon with Ray Bradbury. OMG.
So the afternoon will be about meeting booksellers and getting gads of copies of Beachglass into the hands of people who can help get it into the hands of readers. This is exciting beyond words. Then at night, the dinner is a musical chairs sort of meal: each course is spent at a different table so everyone winds up meeting and talking with lots of differnt people -- authors, sales reps, booksellers, publishers, etc. There are awards and a reception and it all just sounds so great. Many thanks to my agent, my publisher, the SCBA, the fates, for making this happen. Flights are booked, books are being delivered, and I am actively on the hunt for a new LBD.
I mentioned to my hubby that I wanted to bring a sharpie and have everybody sign my t-shirt, but he thought that might be a tad bit gauche. I know - me, gauche? HA. Well, at the very least, I'll bring my copy of Paint It Black for Janet Fitch to sign, as we will apparently be breaking bread together. Maybe I'll even bring my tattered, sticky-noted, well-loved copy of White Oleander so she can sign that too. Or I'll just stick with the t-shirt. Either way, she'll see what a big fan I am. Or think I'm a stalker. Whichever.
The best part? Shoe shopping. I may need to find something new and black and strappy, as my other black and strappies are, well: not new anymore. Is there anything in the world like wearing never-ever-before-worn shoes to a special event? I think not.
AND...and I get to spend time on Sunday with my very best childhood buddy. Total bonus. Throw in a trip to Canter's Deli and a burrito from Campos, and I am one happy traveler. How much LA can one squeeze into 37 hours? A lot.
I'll be sure to post photos upon my return; if not of the dinner, at least of the shoes.
So the afternoon will be about meeting booksellers and getting gads of copies of Beachglass into the hands of people who can help get it into the hands of readers. This is exciting beyond words. Then at night, the dinner is a musical chairs sort of meal: each course is spent at a different table so everyone winds up meeting and talking with lots of differnt people -- authors, sales reps, booksellers, publishers, etc. There are awards and a reception and it all just sounds so great. Many thanks to my agent, my publisher, the SCBA, the fates, for making this happen. Flights are booked, books are being delivered, and I am actively on the hunt for a new LBD.
I mentioned to my hubby that I wanted to bring a sharpie and have everybody sign my t-shirt, but he thought that might be a tad bit gauche. I know - me, gauche? HA. Well, at the very least, I'll bring my copy of Paint It Black for Janet Fitch to sign, as we will apparently be breaking bread together. Maybe I'll even bring my tattered, sticky-noted, well-loved copy of White Oleander so she can sign that too. Or I'll just stick with the t-shirt. Either way, she'll see what a big fan I am. Or think I'm a stalker. Whichever.
The best part? Shoe shopping. I may need to find something new and black and strappy, as my other black and strappies are, well: not new anymore. Is there anything in the world like wearing never-ever-before-worn shoes to a special event? I think not.
AND...and I get to spend time on Sunday with my very best childhood buddy. Total bonus. Throw in a trip to Canter's Deli and a burrito from Campos, and I am one happy traveler. How much LA can one squeeze into 37 hours? A lot.
I'll be sure to post photos upon my return; if not of the dinner, at least of the shoes.
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