Getting Geared Up for RWA

This year, I’ll be attending my first RWA National Conference. I’ll also be flying to Texas for the first time. To say that I’m nervous would be putting it mildly. I’m at defcon 4 on the nervous scale.

My youngest, bless his heart, tries to give me pep talks. “Don’t worry. Just teach yourself how not to be an introvert.”

“It doesn’t work on a switch,” I tell him. He laughs before heading out the door to hang out with his friends. Click “on” for life-of-the-party. Click “off” for curling-up-in-a-dark-cave.

Nervousness aside, I’m excited, too. This is THE conference, after all. I’ve been wanting to attend for years and years. This time, I’m going to make it happen. I anticipate numerous fangirl moments where I’ll simply stare at my favorite authors without trusting myself to say a word for fear of uncorking the random flow of trivia that tends to runneth over when I’m nervous. Example: when I met Tessa Dare, I spoke to her for 5 minutes about the differences between left handed people and right handed people.

So, yeah, it’ll be better if I just smile and not say a word. Wish me luck!

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