Well folks, we're in the new house. There have been some horrible days, today included, but we are out of our old house once and for all, and jumbled into the new one in a mess of boxes. Sad and weird leaving the little yellow cottage where we've been for ten years, but also ... not. Looking forward now. Hopefully the moving suck will quickly evaporate, or -- ooh! -- maybe while I am in New Orleans the next couple of days, elves will come and poof! make order from chaos. Yes? No? Okay, maybe no.
Chaos it is, then.
But ... New Orleans!
|hello, beignets at Cafe du Monde :-)|
This is my first ALA! That is, my first time going to the American Library Association's Annual Conference, and I am psyched. Not only because of the awesome everywhereness of books and authors and librarians and such sort of people (though that too!), but also because Little Brown is having a party for Daughter of Smoke and Bone and I can't wait! A party! A party in New Orleans! For my book! When I get back and bloggy, I will show you the amazing invitation they sent out, it's the coolest thing. Sigh. I love Little Brown.
Meantime, I am trying to pack for the trip without knowing where anything is. Seriously. I have no idea where my hair brushes are (vanished), and it hasn't mattered much the past couple of days because we have no mirrors either. Well. I think I will be visiting the drug store in the morning with a little list of necessities. I had the foresight thank goodness to keep track of some clothes, so I will be wearing clothes. That much I can promise.
If you're at ALA, please swing by the Little Brown booth on Saturday from 9-10 for a signed ARC of Daughter of Smoke and Bone and to say hello and determine for yourself whether or not I have acquired a new hairbrush! I hope to see you there.