Hopes and Dreams

You can't go for months anticipating one of the larger events you've ever been to without a certain degree of imagination of events. At least, I can't.

So here are a few of my goals...hopes...whatever you want to call them.


1. Meet Jeff Gerke, possibly give him a business card and talk about my novel. Maybe get a book signed.

 Apparently my mental image of him is in a suit. And that's me in my costume, although I have no doubt he'll be in costume as well. And far too many stars.


 2. Meet Kathy Tyers, possibly give her a business card and talk about my novel. Maybe get a book signed. Or two.

If you were wondering, that's my best Jennifer Lawrence impression. And those things on Kathy's feet are flip-flops. She's also notably confused because I'll probably be babbling. (I will also probably be wearing shoes, but I was tired of drawing shoes.)

3. Pass out twenty business cards.

 Yeah. That one is pretty self-explanatory.

4. Stay up late.

This one is mostly a lie (I really really hope I can sleep) but will probably end up happening anyway. And those things sticking up past the back of my head? Those are my legs. And I hope we're all fairly accurate - that is, Kaitlyn still has energy enough to tell us a long story at the end of the day, while Meaghan and I watch in enthralled exhaustion.

5. Learn stuff

 This one is probably inevitable too.

See you afterward!
With fear and trembling,
E