I’m back from the conference. I haven’t had much time to reflect on it, though, because I got back last night and this morning I had to go pick up the proofs for Spirit Willing at the post office depot where they had been delivered in my absence and read them through for corrections as quickly as possible because they were supposed to be back today. Also, my Headline editor needed a premise for my next book because she has to brief the art department and this entailed frantically writing down my idea for the next book which I was totally sure sucked and then sending it to Kathy who said it didn’t suck and then having a phone conversation with my agent who assured me that it didn’t suck and then sending them to my editor who, if I am very lucky, will ring me and tell me tomorrow that it doesn’t suck.
Also there was no food in the house, which isn’t very unusual, but it’s not a good thing when you’re pregnant and cranky. Also I had a Romancing the Blog post due for tomorrow. Also my husband is coming home around midnight from his tour with James Morrison and I haven’t seen him for about a week. Also this place is a total mess, which is completely my fault. Also I had to book some flights to Maine before the price went up. Also I had to spend about an hour staring at my belly because the baby has started kicking and it looks like somebody is poking me from the inside with a stick.
So it’s been a busy day and I’m sorry that I haven’t managed to post an account of the RNA conference. Michelle Styles has, though, and so has Amanda Ashby. Probably some other people have too but I haven’t read those yet.
When I have a minute to breathe I’ll write more about the conference (I did write about it, a little bit and in a joking way, for my RTB post tomorrow)–or, what’s more likely, refer you to people who have written about it better than I.
Breathe. I’m sure the premise doesn’t suck. And have fun watching your belly. I always said the baby was done with my belly went square and my belly button turned inside out. Tres romantic, no?
‘it looks like somebody is poking me from the inside with a stick’.
Ah. Right. The joy of parenthood. Okay.
You certainly make my first day back after the conference look positively sedate!
LOL. Fangirl
…and breathe! I, too, am sure that your idea doesn’t suck. If James Morrison is who I think he is, then I really like his new song. If he isn’t, I have just made a bit of a fool of myself…
You beat me to it, Jessica! Breathe, Julie. All will be well.
She didn’t think it sucked.
And yes, it’s the person you think it is, Jess, and I really like the song, too.
Isn’t it absolutely amazing when you can see the baby move! Take care of yourself, Julie. Lots of lovely calming thoughts. And remember, if you do the housework today it will only need doing again tomorrow: such a waste of time!
Thank you, Liz.
The good thing about doing this housework is that I’m going away on Thursday and so when it needs doing again, my husband will be the only one around to do it. Sweeeeeet.