I love this time of year. Displays of new pens, papers, notebooks, organizers...you name it, you can get it. I have colored pencils to draw my cozy little towns. I have notebooks in a multitude of colors where I plan my week, my month, and sometimes, just my shopping list. My day job always has a school supply collection drive this time of year. My team is putting together 10 backpacks. I bought a pink one with unicorns. I would have totally rocked that in elementary school.
I signed up for Murder and Mayhem in Chicago with the understanding if I didn't get on a panel, I wouldn't go. Well, I didn't get on a panel, but the planners were sneaky. :) They added on another workshop for the weekend with Jeffrey Deaver. So off to Chicago I went... It was St. Patrick's Day weekend, which in Chicago is huge. I never have seen so many people in green in my life. I was at the conference when the parade occured, but I got my share of people watching during
When does summer end for you? Back home, it was after Labor Day. Schools started that first Tuesday in September, I had registered for school and got the classes I wanted. Of course, I was a bit of a Hermione as I wanted to take all the classes. I still have trouble with that concept. Maybe it's the writer in me that wants to explore every opportunity. I've found some things are not in my wheelhouse. Like watching a machine make plastic milk bottles and putting labels on the