Is it wrong that one of the things I am looking forward to on my trip to Seattle this week for ALA Midwinter Conference is what kind of food I am going to eat? Is four days of pastries excessive? Is there anything strange about being excited to meet my publisher at a doughnut event?
Upcoming highlights:
- My schedule lists several cocktail parties and Happy Hours with the appellation “bar to be determined.”
- Sitting in at the Best Fiction for Young Adults Committee on Saturday afternoon, to be followed by a Happy Hour with people from the Young Adult Library Services Association, to be followed by “a bar rendezvous at an undisclosed location.”
- A meeting with YA bloggers (This does not take place at a bar but at a cafe; so no liquor, but yes pastries. Obviously it’s still a win.)
- A dinner party, to which I do not know what to wear, and for which my publisher—in a moment of eerie premonition—expressly instructed me “don’t ask me what to wear.”
- A cocktail party with my fellow authors and publishing team at Amazon Children’s followed by more cocktails at a mystery bar.
In case it isn’t apparent, I am really excited about this conference! My job is to make librarians fall in love with my book, and like any besotted chump at a bar, I am going to use all this alcohol to my advantage.
