Monday, May 26, 2008
what a rush to find my way home
As I rushed to find 90 west out of Chicago and turned up the mix my daughter made me "What You Want" blasting I burst into tears thinking this is what I've been waiting for my whole life to spend a weekend sitting on panels and meeting smart, funny, insightful writers and people who care as much about the word as I do and while I was nervous and had moments of feeling out of my element once I started talking I felt as if I'd found my way home.
Thank you Amy!
My first podcast here
update on presents: I'm starting to send them out BUT I can't find everyone's address (yes I DO have some organizational issues) so if I promised you one and you are NOT Amy, Judy, Larramie, Debra or Caroline PLEASE send your snail mail to my e-mail. I promise you will LOVE what I send...
# posted by Gail @ 7:56 AM 
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hey June! Welcome back! Yes, I feel very grateful for getting what I want and for seeing you back here! You want a present?
Hey Gail--How fun to go to your first conference--as a writer! Whoo-hoo. I remember my first . . . I kept waiting for somebody in charge to come up behind me and say, "Excuse me, ma'am, only authors can sit back here." And I'd whip out a copy of my book and show him.
Here's to many more for both of us--and maybe even some we can present at together!
Here's to many more for both of us--and maybe even some we can present at together!
Hi Judy! I that's so funny about the author thing because when the other panelists were introducing themselves as authors and it was MY turn I tripped over the word "author" And I would LOVE to present with you sometime. Let's try to figure out how we can make that happen!
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