Yesterday (Saturday 8/1) I had the pleasure of meeting several blog readers in person at the Writers Digest conference.
All of them have survived NYC I'm pleased to say!
Julia Hoover brought choccies and Vermont maple syrup and I intend to keep them ALL FOR ME! I know sharing is good. Someone might have mentioned that back to me in pre-school but I thought it was a crock then, and nothing in the ensuing years has shown me any different (see why I am not allowed to be around young impressionable minds?)
MINE ALL MINE!
And Christina Seine brought two amazing shark pens! Fine point! Gel cap!
MINE! All MINE!
I'm hoping they will pry themselves out of their exhausted NYC coma long enough to report on how the conference went for them.
For me, it was an exercise in humility: I managed to misspell a word in the handouts that were projected on 800 screens around the world. And not a word that trips everyone up like accessory, necessary, or whisky. No. Different. I managed to misspell different. Differnt.
I might never recover.
As to the week in review: I'm chained to my desk with incoming client manuscripts today and I'm just not going to get to it. I'm really sorry. I love the WIR and I miss having the couple spare hours to do it, but I'm still catching up from the work postponed by attending MidWest Writers last weekend.
At some point, I will try to go back and vacuum up some of the questions that got asked in the comment columns of the last two weeks and answer them on the blog.
In the meantime, it's 90 degrees in the city today. Hell yes I'm in the office! Where are you?