Literature is food for your brain

So, I just realized that I failed to mention the fact that I recently went to a writers conference! The LDS Storymakers Conference, in fact. In Provo. At the Marriott center. Um... yeah.

I won't bore you with all the details, because I'm sure you won't find it as exciting as I did. Haha, HOWEVER, as I was meeting people and networking and all that good stuff (okay, I barely did any networking. I don't network. But I made a ton of friends, because that's what I do, right? Right.) I met this lady, and she looks at me, and looks at me, and says, "You look totally familiar. Do you have a blog?" I was all, "Um... yeah." Because EVERYONE there had a blog. Come on, we're writers. We have blogs. So the lady says, "What's it called? Maybe I've read it."

She was quite confused when I burst out laughing. I said, "Oh, honey. I'm pretty certain you haven't been there." Because this? Yeah, this is not anything people are talking about. Meaning, people other than people I know. Which is what I'm going for, so whatever.

Actually, I write this for me. The fact that people read it makes me laugh with astonishment. And happiness. I just hope I don't bore you.

ANYWAYS:::::

GUESS WHO JUST BOUGHT SIX BOOKS AT BARNES & NOBLE?!?!?!?

I DID!!!

With birthday gift cards, mind you. Because everyone knows that the perfect thing to give me.

And I'm about to pee my pants I'm so excited.

Not only did I get six books, but I did lots of researching of other books sitting around, and made like a thirty-book long wishlst... which, amazingly, I'm going to go look for at the library INSTEAD OF BUYING THEM. Yeah, I know. Crazy.

So, there I was, standing there in the middle of the isle, six fatty books in my arm, with my cell phone out as I wrote down the titles and authors of all these books I was looking at that I COULDN'T buy. Now, I'm sure to most of the people there, I looked like a freak, trying to juggle all this amazing literature, working with my phone with one fingertip while trying to hold on to books and pick new ones off the bottom shelf... but to someone in the store, someone must have seen me and been like: Dude. That girl is awesome. She knows her stuff.

Because I do. NOBODY can say I don't know my market. Because I soo, soo do. It takes time-- years, in fact-- and the sacrifice of your eyesight and many, MANY nights spent awake, reading until four in the morning because you just CAN'T put down the book.

Yeah. My life ROCKS. Well, when I get a chance.

WORDS ARE COOL.