Went to the keynote speech for Writing Rondevous, given by Laurie King, whom I would link to if I weren’t too lazy to make sure her URL really is laurierking.com as I’m assuming it is. Despite my general temptation to write up conference stuff in agonizing detail, I don’t feel like doing that right now, so I’ll just say it was an entertaining speech about the risks (financial, emotional, etc) of being a writer. She talked some about her writing style, which happens to be very much like mine (I don’t outline. I just sort of fling myself in and see what happens), and told some funny stories and all in all it was a pleasant couple of hours.
I have drunk enough water today to float the damned Titanic. I’m going to have to bring a *massive* bottle of water to the conference tomorrow. Speaking of which, I’m getting quite the collection of canvas bags. What does one do with 6 or more canvas bags?
Despite the fact that it’s been SNOWING *ALL DAY*, I walked my two miles. My stoopid shoes are blistering my heels. Possibly I’m not tying my stupid shoes tightly enough. Anyway, walking tomorrow will be slightly more of a challenge, ’cause the conference starts at 9am. And I really need to do some *writing* tomorrow morning, ’cause I didn’t today. Bad Catie. Must do ch. 12 edits.
But for now I’m going to go do edits on as much of Iya as I can get through in the next hour or so, and then to bed.
music: Bon Jovi, Crush
miles to Rivendell: 404.5