What was more motivating? The opening session speaker or the free coffee.
Pour me into a green and white cup and call me done. I’m so caffeinated, I plan to attend the annual general meeting.
Or will, assuming I can fight my way into a restroom first.
More later.
We are here and we’re having fun. Well, I can only assume the kids still are, over at my sister’s. Ditto for hoping my sister still has her sanity. I told the kids, oh about a thousand tines, how they HAD to be good.
Andrew did not understand with Louis Sachar or Jerry Spinelli were not signing at the literacy signing yesterday and why the on-site bookstore had NO boy books.
I do have my first sale ribbon and it is both pink and wonderful. When I was registering, the nice woman on the RWA staff also process my PAN (Published Author Network) status, so now I’m all official and stuff.
I had exactly the same thing for dinner as I did for breakfast this morning: A Starbucks Vivanno and zucchini bread. I would kill for a bowl of oatmeal and some soy yogurt. Yeah. I need to get out more. I will. Tonight.
More later. With luck, I may have something interesting to write about.
Writing Wrongs 