Maybe they're the same thing. :-)
Tis the season for nightmares for me. I have pretty steady insomnia anyway, but when summer comes, so come the bad dreams. I don't know why, but waking with them gives me plenty of time to think and to plan--about packing.
I'm joining the annual trek to RWA's national conference. These days, it's weird to travel without the family, and I still have to decide on clothing, make sure I've jotted down all my appointments, and remind myself not to say or do too many silly things at once. Pace yourself, is my motto.
I'm way behind on things like business cards, hair-taming, nails, an outfit for each day. And oh yeah--getting used to wearing shoes.
I'm not doing the literacy signing this year, but if you're in the D.C. area at about 7 on Wednesday the 15th, check out the Wardman Marriott for all your favorite romance authors. Like all other wise readers, I'll be seeking out books by my favorite writers--and catching up with friends I haven't seen in a while. And some friends I've never actually met in person. Isn't the Internet amazing?