July was…heavy, to say the least. There was some writing professional news that netted out less than positively, a meteor of a personal emergency that is still unfolding, and I think I finally figured a writing time management system that works for me (and a realization that I definitely write to run away, and there is a lot I want to run from).
I also went to NYC to see my family and catch up with some friends. Equally restful and stressful. I’ve stayed safe from disease the best I can, and wish the same for you and yours.
I went to BookCon last year and loved it. The collective enthusiasm for books of all genres and a great space for fans to connect with authors had me itching to go back. While last year was all panels, this year, I spent more time in queues and still had a pretty great time.
I’m on the right with a beanie on and coffee in hand. As one does.