It's the Monday after conference, and I'm sooo sleepy. The alarm went off way too early for me to function. Seriously, I ended up sleeping right through it. This isn't really all that surprising. I was up on the phone with Isabelle until nearly midnight discussing the structure, tone, and length of various YA novels.
I could have probably talked for another two hours (Oh, boy the long distance charges, right? Hahaha!) but I let her go when I realized she'd likely run from her phone the next time she saw my number on the caller ID if I didn't.
So, I woke up at 7:15, feeling tired and groggy. The alarm was going off, and I looked over to find Mini has piled up in the bed with me, and there is a Pillow Pet shoved under my arm and that's why my fingers are tingling with that whole pins and needles sensation. Lying there, I had this sudden epiphany: I had to get Mini ready for school, and that more than likely we'd already missed the bus. This launched me out of bed like a rocket. I did not want to fight the traffic lines (or find my shoes) to drive the kidlet to school.
Hoping that this might be one of those "late bus" days, I raced around grabbing shoes and socks and tugging clothes on a half-asleep five year old as fast as I could. I pretty much shoved the poor kid out the door right as the bus was pulling up out front. Being a mom, this thrilled me somehow. Yes, indeed. I had gotten my kid dressed and out the door in less than five minutes, like it's some kind of Olympic event. I saw the drive open the door for Mini, and I could have done a Rocky Balboa victory dance in the kitchen doorway, but I had bed-hair and was still wearing my mismatched pajamas. I didn't want to scar any of the kids (my own or anyone else's) for life. I can't afford my own therapy, much less anyone else's. Even so, I'm still tickled that I got Mini dressed and on the bus in four.freaking.minutes.
I'm still suffering from conference hangover. It's a bit disorienting to be back home after the flurry of activity. I now have deadlines to face, new projects and opportunities to factor in, and a host of other duties to take care of to get back into my routine. It'll happen. Sometimes it just takes a few days. That said, I had a wonderful time at conference over the weekend. Everyone was chatty and friendly, and in the spirit of connecting with other like-minded folks. How awesome is that? The lady I mentored was so sweet, and very understanding that I had to come and go because of volunteer duties. She was a real peach.
The panel and the workshops were amazing this year. The two key workshops I attended: Setting the Hook given by Claire Ashgrove, and Post-Agent: The Submissions Process Explained, given by Weronika Janczuk. If you ever have a chance to take these workshops, I recommend both. I took something like four pages of notes in Weronika's workshop. I didn't know any of that stuff. Wow.
Overall, I think this was the best Written in the Stars I've attended so far. I did take pictures using my cell phone, but as soon as I took my phone out this morning, the low battery symbol popped up. Typical, right?
I have my phone charging right now, and I'll add pics as soon as its up and running again. I have no idea who won my first chapter critique auction, so I better get in touch with Ms. Judy about that. I also have a book to review this week. You know who you are, so don't think I've forgotten you. I haven't. Your marked on my calendar. Oh! I wanted to announce a contest too. For those who didn't/won't get to go to conference this year - any conference. Here's the skinny:
This Friday, March 18th, I will post a simple contest here on the blog, so keep watching. The prize package will be a conference-style basket with a writer's essentials theme. Yes, I will post pictures. Included is a print copy of Janet Evanovich's How I Write, along with some chocolate and stationary things. Yes, I'm willing to ship worldwide. Note: entrants must be over 18. Again, I will post more about the contest on Friday. ;0)
That's it for now. I have to a long to do list, and time is slipping away. Just like a Monday, right? I hope you have a good one!