Saturday, I dragged my poor husband to Wordfest. We immediately went to the wrong place, because have you met me? I like to make things as complicated as possible. God help us if I ever get where I'm going right the first time. I shared a table with V.J. Schultz, who has a way cuter set up than I do. My table decorating skills leave a lot to be desired. But what I lack in table design, I make up for in bad ass hat.
I just thought it was nice that the name tent had my name spelled write. Thanks, Wordfest staff, for spelling my name correctly. Not that anyone has ever misspelled it to my knowledge, but there are a lot of repeaty letters in there. Um...when I try to tell people who I am, I often tell them my real name because it's hard to remember I'm not who I am. That's a downside of having a pen name.
So basically, here are photos from the event.
|Because I spent a lot of time making those chapter books!|
|Standing up because folding chair are only fun for so long.|
|I think he was thinking dirty thoughts. That's just the look on his face.|
|Random authors, anyone?|
|I take after my dad (eyes closed in a photo) and my grandma (who loved hats).|
Um, it was a poor day for sales which we blame on lack of signage/advertising. Which is sad, but it got me out of the house and it was all rainy out, so it was something to do. Plus I got to talk to my writer friends, so it wasn't a total bust. I made the effort, right? Points for that.
It's Monday. It's dreary here. Just do your best today, okay?