•I missed the Kelly Armstrong signing, and it totally ruined my entire day.
•Met Clare Clark, author of The Great Stink, at the pre-party Saturday night. She was lovely, charming, funny, and totally sweet. Good for someone like me who gets completely tongue-tied around authors I like.
•The time seemed to go by much faster this year. Not sure why. (Confession: I'm one of those unfortunates stuck in a booth for two days.)
•Sausage McMuffins are imperative on Sunday morning.
This was the coolest thing ever (and I realise that by saying that I am branded -- now and forever -- a humongous dork*):
*The PhD used to call me that. It was affectionate. I liked it.
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6 comments:
"It's an ending, that's enough"
Oh man, the photo is creepy...like you're miniature.
I thought for a second you were wearing a large belt buckle. But no, it is a name tag.
"the photo is creepy"
There's a reason I have that weird look on my face. You would too, if confronted with a giant plastic Homer.
Well written article.
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