Jennie mailed the tombstone to me and the package arrived today. My fumbling hands undid the tape so I could find my prize.
Here I am, tombstone in hand |
Just holding the thing is inspiring me to finally finish the darned sequel, which has gone through so many metamorphoses I don't know how to handle it. (The title along has changed from B.A.M.F. - if you're a teen you know what those initial stand for - to Being God. Go figure)
Tomorrow I head off to a weekend writing retreat hosted by the Illinois SCBWI in a resort by Lake Springfield. Here's hoping the atmosphere will bring that story to a close.
P. S. I missed the RWA champagne, but not the beer and fun at ALA. Here are some of the pictures from the YALSA (Young Adult Library Services Association) get-together and bourbon street.
The fountain caught fire during the YALSA reception |
Bourbon street - no, it's not Mardi Gras time so I could actually move |
And of course, I have pictures of my friends and fans.
A fan |
More fans |
And friends |
2 comments:
Yay congrats!
Hey that's me!(I read your book, it was awesome.) Add me on facebook!
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