Someone please find me a hangover remedy .. pretty please with sugar on top. (The sugar isn't helping).
Day 2 starts here!
Good morning! I ran off to an early "workshop" so my post is a little bit later today. I hope y'all will all find something to post as well. I'm switching things around a bit so today the sundry bits of conference life will be here and my workshop will be on my blog. I've set up an interview with an editor today, so I hope to have that up later as well.
I need a good breakfast and waffles are the best thing available at most hotel buffets. We all love waffles because they remind us of our childhood. Don't try to deny it. When you're traveling and nobody's around who knows you, you indulge. As you eat that waffle, you're a kid on the inside. This kid:
Hotels want to connect with your inner kid--so you'll want to stay there when you're away from home. That's why they put the waffle iron on the buffet. Do you have "waffle irons" in your novel for people to use?
Today's Special Conference Moment is one that happened to me earlier this year at a conference. I literally brought a book contract from a small publisher in my purse, hoping to find a literary attorney who would evaluate it for a fee. When I checked in, the conference host explained that no lit attorneys were there, but there was an author who was an attorney, a famous NY times bestselling author who I should ask to refer me to someone.
Ugh, so now I had to find the confidence to approach said famous author to ask for a name? And it would likely be an attorney I couldn't afford. I saw that author a couple of times, always surrounded by people asking him questions. I didn't want to be a royal pain to him.
On the second day, he was suddenly standing within feet of me at the buffet--alone. My friends at the table prodded me to get up so I nervously approached, introduced myself. (below is a dramatic reenactment from memory, not word-by-word)
"Can I ask you a question?"
"Of course," he said, not exactly smiling but not frowning either. He looked like he was thinking of bacon at that moment.
"The conference hostess had advised me to ask you this. I have a contract in my purse from a small publisher but don't know a literary attorney. Do you know of someone who could evaluate it? I mean, for a fee."
"You know, I actually don't."
"Thanks anyway--" I wanted to run away as quickly as I could.
He stopped me, "But I would be happy to take a look at it myself. I'm not a contract attorney, but I've certainly had to decipher my own contracts and I am an attorney."
WOW! He ended up giving me a full evaluation and some advice when I received a second offer on the book. How amazing. I didn't even get to buy him dinner ... yet. I plan to find him at a conference one day and do just that.
Writer's conferences are magical because of the people. So are mysteries. Which brings me to my workshop for today:
The Magic of Mystery
Watch for that editor interview later as well.
Just finishing up my serial storytelling article. Will post a link to it here once it's up on my blog.
Day 3 is a bit more relaxed. It's Saturday, folks. We've had a busy day of seminars. Now it's time for a toast (if you don't drink, you can have club soda):
Drinking Toast with Friends
On my blog, I've posted an interview with Buzz Books, Swarm, and Mero Family magazine editor, Mari Farthing.
OK, for those interested, I've got a post on critics at the blog link below.
It became more a personal journey thing than a general thing, as blog posts tend to do; but there you go.
That's a wonderful interview. But I have to say - if pitching in person is necessary to publish a book, I'm giving up now. I am way too shy for such things!